Liam CohanAllen Poems

I wish i could be in a world where materialism was meaningless
where expressionism wasn't restricted by value
Where there wasn't just a goal of accumulate as much stuff as possible then die
but then again, what else can I do?
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Will she will sit across from me, a table, a chair, a barstool counter, a rooftop overlooking the city of lights, alive with a glow?
What difference does it make?

Will she look at me with a sparkle in her eye, flip her hair with her forefinger, crack a quip, tell me "lets get out of here? "
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