Dorsey Baker Poems

The nature of nature
is sight and smell
dip the tongue
of the spoon
...

Too close for comfort
a girl with
crazy ice cream thighs
Too close for comfort
...

remind me
to remind you
that I was yours
and you were mine dear
...

Red white and blue folded flag
dead hero
zipped up in a body bag
Body bags and bloody terrain
...

The hermit
Dim lit eyes and
Wrinkled face
The hermit
...

No more thunder
No more lightning
No more driving
on the wrong side of the road
...

The vultures were swarming all around
timing their attack
they knew the time would eventually come
when they could move in
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Your anger
like a bullet
flying through
empty space
...

You found her asleep
upon the bed
nothing to cover
her untruthfulness
...

her body
so beautifully designed
his eyes almost
pop out of his head
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