Cigar Aficionado Poems

Voices uncured cracked lips soothed
smoothed dunked in sugar
carried out.
Napkins embroidered kitchens hell is
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Fear lacking treading educations edge
handled packets information needed
medications late fault lays in mind.
Painted faces crumble thoughtful minds
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it is not amazing
it is not grace
that now matter
how well published you are
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I enjoy day labor
riding in from the country
making the american wage.
We pull in to the shelter
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Clear glass, you look up through
eye to eye, against my awesome
Padrón Serie 1926 No.9.
undiluted repudiated not is you
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She is a Nicaraguan beauty,
dark of beat, a treat so sweet.
Leaves a petal, tender handed
double banded, for her man.
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I take a stroll every now and then
to stop thinking.
Looking at the trash that does have
to come from some where.
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Numb mind to faded pain ingloriously
stupefied look purple haze
bubbled thought
no more pasts.
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Misty dreary wake eyes over wink
ears rummage thought hurries
morning grunge
fare bus hidden sights
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Sleeping is laying in the days morning
humidity waiting for church's
monogamousness
to arrive.
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