Glen Martin Fitch


Glen Martin Fitch Poems

81. Fostering: An Ode 10/17/2013
82. Be Mine 10/17/2013
83. My Invitation To You 10/17/2013
84. Not Available In All States 10/17/2013
85. Lines Written On A Paper Napkin 10/17/2013
86. Note Left On A Plate At A Buffet 10/17/2013
87. Soul Stone 10/17/2013
88. Cupiditas And Caritas 10/17/2013
89. The Show Must Go On 10/17/2013
90. Gift Horse 10/17/2013
91. At The Pool 10/17/2013
92. Consider The Possibility 10/17/2013
93. Never Complain, Never Explain 10/17/2013
94. Missions Impossible 10/17/2013
95. An Epistolary Romance 10/17/2013
96. To An Uncoy “mistress” 10/17/2013
97. Yes Butting 10/17/2013
98. Relationships 10/17/2013
99. If Only 10/17/2013
100. Champion 10/17/2013
101. Mistress Mary 10/17/2013
102. Right Off Track 10/17/2013
103. Ill Wind 10/17/2013
104. Good News, Bad News 10/17/2013
105. Stubbed 10/17/2013
106. Shy Perch 10/17/2013
107. My Half Life 10/17/2013
108. Plucked 10/17/2013
109. 5000 Pieces 10/17/2013
110. To You, Plural 10/17/2013
111. Tender 10/17/2013
112. Sailing The Sound 10/17/2013
113. Filthy Lucre 10/17/2013
114. Internal Dialogues 10/17/2013
115. It's All About Whom? 10/17/2013
116. Double Homicide 10/17/2013
117. Rent To Own 10/17/2013
118. Through A Looking Glass 10/17/2013
119. To Search One's Heart Is Not An Easy Task. 10/17/2013
120. Finger Lakes 10/17/2013

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Toxic Relationships

In great dismay you came.
'Look! I've been bit! '
'You play with serpents, friend.
The charmer charmed.'
Distressed, you cried out,
flailing in a fit,
till shock set in.
At that I grew alarmed.
I'm scouting trained.
My friendship I can prove.
I lanced your wound
and sucked and spat
and sucked and spat again,
the deadly poison to remove.
I saved your life,
so why do I feel fucked?
And even then I thought,
I can't ignore I risk this venom
getting in my veins.
And what's in this for me
for all my pains? ...

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My Theory Of You

What primal pulse propels
the starry dust to fill
the seeming void?
Throughout the vast expanding universe
that vibrant gust elates,
enthralls all
in its bursting blast.
What constant converse power
counteracts that outward thrust?

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