Anthony Liccione Poems

These wheels keep turning,
half a tank of gas now,
running from captivity
and into free,
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There is heaven somewhere,
and I hear it takes eternity
to find it, but sometimes
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Second birthday
$4.89 for a number 2 candle
three blows out
a whitewash for future Augusts
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i was born
i cried at birth
i wished mother’s
breast warm,
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i pluck an apple
from a giving tree

and toss it up
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Rare and raw
looking to find fault -
world pressed of pressure
faces of every size, sex
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I sat there
in the swirl of head,
beer foaming
elegantly like froth
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When the dead come
they will come marching
in a black parade,
they will come riding
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Success is never
mastered
only practiced,
time plays the part mostly.
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Two dolls were snatched
in anger from my hands
and thrown with a cast,
arm threads ripped, shoes
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