Logan Arnold Poems

The chief had a drank for twenty years or so
And stayed drunk enough to call the streets his home
He was working on a hand-held totem pole until
Boy blue looked his way
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Broken Girl you gave your heart away
He never cared about your love
All the while your smile sings loud symphonies in my head
And your eyes would always be enough to keep me alive.
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The smell of corn bags will
Always remind me of you.
We would jog to seem modern or
Just tour around campus and city bridges driven by
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You are like a black storm
A kind of storm forcing me to keep indoors
And stay in bed and draw the shades and drink and write poetry
And just try to write poetry all day
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Hey, little girl say what you mean
Leave me alone or come home with me
Give me a sign or tell me your name
I'm sick of lies and tired of games
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