Kewayne Wadley Poems

I look in the rear-view mirror.
Waiting.
Driving around.
Looking for something lost.
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here alone in a room we sit.
soon lifted by this glass monolith.
I lift the bottle and begin to pour.
our dreams covered red.
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She visited me wearing new skin.
Finally revealing
that she was afraid to fall.
Throughout life we're all confronted
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Throughout the day.
Regardless of routine.
There are pings and rings of
Notifications that remind us of one
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It's quiet moments like this that I enjoy.
The moments I hold you by your spine
and unravel you page by page.
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The universe spins and swirls.
Mixing dreams both light and dark.
My ship's hull darts through
Molten caffeine.
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Your voice forms the bricks
Of a well built home.
It holds in warmth on a hot day
And stores heat on the cold days.
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arms brush on the hands of a clock.
infatuation discovers love
longing to twist and turn into one another.
caught between the tick.
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Let's go, she jumped up & exclaimed,
Discrimination isn't something to
be afraid of.
The fear of rejection exists
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I want to buy a building with you,
Something that we can both pass on
to miniature versions of ourselves.
Stone statutes & cement bricks
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