David Bunnell Poems

Here I come
No passengers
Fixed on my way
The tracks are bumpy
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The winter blows colder each day
I'm shivering to the bone
Yet I've still got it made
I get to call the USA my home.
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I dream of the day our lips touch
My warm breath down your neck
Your body shivering beneath my touch
My hand cuffs your waist.
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As the years go by
I loose yet another woman
Too many times I try
Still the blossom never blooms
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I ask myself everyday
Who am I
People ask me everyday
Where are you going
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In this darkness I'm alone
The fire comes and goes
I look ahead into the unknown
The tunnel ending glows
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Would my death be of great honor to you
Is my pain a conquest for you
Is suffering seen as a victory in your eyes
Do you laugh behind closed doors
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Look in my eyes.
Listen to my words.
Read my mind.
Feel my pulse.
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I stepped upon a midnight sun dead,
Dreamt pity upon a dawn with dullness,
Stuck as I thought falling over with weak dread,
Pondered minds afloat gave dreary fullness,
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What to do
What to say
What to know
What to leave out
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