David DeSantis

The most painful dawn,
one can ever know,
is the painful death,
of love let go.
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I awake,
Dreams burdened with your eyes.

A recollection of temperance
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I’d love to swim in a sea of you,
Or Better yet
Your private sea.
For it’s quite amazing
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Sun soaked revelations
on a patio deck.

I had long forgotten
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Uncertain drops
Of anguish
Filter through the night
While waste water
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The sun smiles,
forcefully examining the bitterness of the leaves
that have become
crushed under the weight
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We wake up slowly,
shaded by romance.
She looks like a film,
that I am lucky to attend.
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Don't ever have
sex with strangers
is what
a bird
...

Do you ever feel
that more is needed
to ease the grind
of the axe today?
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Love,
is a twisted game of words.
Defined by the actions we speak,
I know of no way to compromise
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I'm sliding off the rail
from which a mind
used to hang,
dripped in perspiration
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In a roundabout fashion
propose if I may,
That today be a day
Of hedonistic conjecture.
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From the first breath
as a little child,
all i have ever known
has been you
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Nights mist
around my eyes

very similar to the fog
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Sameness sets,
when unable to vocalize
the thoughts
that pursue it near.
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Death to the tailor who made this suit.

I think to myself,
while nervously shuffling plain white index cards.
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Delirium,
Misfiring bearings.
Opiate,
She power’s my train.
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Addiction is a curse.

Upon an afflicted soul
is a devil made deal,
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I’m a train track
With a knack
for coffee.
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Never really one
for popularity contests
yet somehow
popularity found me.
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