Kim Hutson Poems

If I had a box
I would put in it
all the things I love
about life.
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Shhh...
Quiet as dreams
Loud as Nightmares
Ahhh...
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He comes to me electrically, charging.
His hair rusts, crumbles. Cracked
glass eyes delve into me before
his linen wings holler their drone
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Round shiny goodness
juicy crunchy drippyness
sweet and sour happiness.
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I have cockles in my eyelashes,
molluscs underneath my arms,
moss and algae float between my toes,
salt flakes from my back.
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Please don't lie to me
it hurts.
It hurt
when you lied to me before
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