DAVID GERARDINO Poems

SHE was sobbing, becouse of
her private hallucintions,
WEIGHTLESS, she thinks shes
flying into her own shadow,
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THE repertoire of sound,
and squeky axles, a
muffled appetitite, and
a canticle of gears, and
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the past is present in this
pitchfork freudian dream, you
learn to skedaddle and giggle,
as this bipoler rain hits your
...

with her gnomic voise,
she speaks a suiside
language.
with her process of
...

THERES a beaty in love,
so simple and complete,
and we wear it in our
eyes, and body, and our
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she makes herself look beatifull,
so the world cant see her scars,
she hides the sadness in those
pills, with out them, shes a broken
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hope is drunk
thrown to the curve.
the blood that runs thrue its veins,
is poisoned by sin.
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AHAB, ok, who took my milk.
STARBUCK, wasnt me.
AHAB, probly the same one
who took my ice cream.
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playwright or protagonist.
dark confusion at the
bottom of the cosmos.
i fall like a dead weight,
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