James Clive Poems

The door slams
Hi honey im home
Last night is still vivid in her mind
Broken plates
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I was feeding my parrot today
And i looked him in the eye
What is his purpose just sitting in a cage
He doesnt know anything about the world today
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I went downstairs to get my mail
Searching through the usual junk
One letter caught my eye
It was from madame zelda
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The bar was empty
I pulled up a stool
The barmaid came near
Beer please
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The corner shop was dimly lit
I asked for a case of beer and a pack of nuts
The bag of nuts was yellow and red
The picture on the bag was a peanut
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Roger dreamed of the sea
But he couldnt do without PVC
He imagined waves and other stuff
But he couldnt do without his ankle cuffs
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The soap is near the bath
Implants on the fire
With my wooden heart
Shampoo stacked waitress is calling
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The cow snorts by the gate
He is a holy cow
No rump
No fillet
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The sun burns like anorexic fat
Sweet summer afternoons
Time moves slow
A frosted glass
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His brain was swimming in chlorine
Dreams of Dorothy bags
Wrist offended by the regional news
Bass guitar pitched low
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