Jon Butter Poems

Cruising for a smile
With her knowing look,
She sees my flirty eyes,
Impenetrable and delicious.
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Dive into cold water,
And this morning
You might discover,
Dazed by the frigid shock,
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On the outside,
You can't see what's eating him.
No more treatments are available.
He lives on milky white liquid
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God kisses angels from sleep like
waves rippling the sun into
a million tiny diamonds.
We eat cherries and cream
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On the edge
Where all explorers go,
Fear is like air.
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I'm drinking beer at 9: 38 AM.
Damn, no, it's cider.
I want to be one of those guys who's
so loose he can drink beer in the morning;
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Endless hallways and never an open door:
The giant in you will only die if you stop trying.
Don’t stop because elegant banisters and
Marble hallways will lead you to the place where you can rest.
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The picture is only of her face.
She floats on the page.
Her hair is more aura than earthly.
She is the most beautiful.
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Exeter rain and persimmon tea feed the
Angry demons who steal your wonder.
They laugh because you care too much
About petty slights and sucker punches.
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Your days will run out like sugar for your tea.
Unless one night as you stare into the fire,
Or perhaps the water boiling for your dinner,
Or maybe at the neighbor's children, a boy and a girl,
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