gregory collins Poems

Regret can be your pet.
Our brains have a beautiful taste.
One more problem makes all the difference in the world.
Maybe i am only homesick if i don't want to be a runaway.
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If life
is just a game
then i can dance
in the trees like a bird
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Could there be a beach made of tears,
like music of snow thrown from the fingertips of a lady.
Then photographed
balancing on a sharpened knifeblade,
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To be afraid of death is bad luck to me, a fear
i expect no justice or mercy from. The fact that

my soul has twisted so much, i think the
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Into each others eyes, we listen to each other breathe.
The modern society: when the cell phone rings it is

mingled mournfully, and abortion is looked at like a cave drawing.
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Like a flower with numb ankles, i cannot go a single
day without a drug or a drink. The tears itself, like

paper i could pin my hopes upon. The way the vines
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Forgetting beauty, will break you in half with
the right look, like light cauterizing darkness

and spinning my soul like a top on mirrors
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'i had a lover's quarrel with the world'

epitaph of Robert Frost
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I haven't seen clouds lately, i wonder what must
be wrong. But not knowing where to go to sit

face to face with the sun, even if i am all alone
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You have an innocent smile that touches my
shoulders. Vowels supported by darkness itself.

But i can can't see death pushing aside the
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