Joel Duncan Poems

Love greeted me at the park exit.
She was no stranger.
She had graced me with her presence once before.
I felt my pulse leap.
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Go on then,
Put a bullet in my head,
It doesn't matter that I'm dead,
I need to get off to bed.
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Take a good look into my eyes,
What do you see?
What's the difference between you and me?
You think because I'm gay I must like you too,
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