DAVID GERARDINO Poems

Im a
TV watcher, i can see all these
dead kids, and body parts hanging
on the trees, you rape your land
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PART ONE.

OK, old man lets finish this,
the old man stands up with
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exhaustion fell on this dread,
like mold on these piano keys,
it stunk up the place, still i had
to investigate this electrical
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flying flocks travel in flight,
another faulkner puts down
his shovel, and writes, writes
and writes.
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FIDGETING smile, drat that bone.
BREEZE sprang up, send all the
big bad vultures home.
CHEERFUL confusion makes
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YOU bent me, my love,
your blades penetrated
my heart, my soul, my eyes,
leaving me with nightmares
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WHERE in flat time,
where marbles turn
to gold, and vampires
fill their canteens
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BLOOD drips like water in
this greasy tub, cultures break away,
as you wash this fever off, time explodes,
as you shut your old mans eyes, is this
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DRESSED in heavy black, she shapes
herself into a local map, living in
paradise she thinks, is like heaven,
and hell.
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THE child sits in total silence,
there are tears on his face, and his
body been disfigured, hes been abandoned,
beaten, and druged like a whore,
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