It’d been a while since I last
Sat down to write
Something.
Sis is in town
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Growing or grown accustomed to
The merry partied living,
As the snake, it now acquaints itself
With the temperature of giving.
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Oh this is it,
The co-keds multiplied by 50
Inversed and then squared off
And separated
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Since the last moon girl you know
Your eyes bore holes upon my soul,
Becoming whole again with out you
Has not seemed real, impossible.
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Alert!
That is what you must be.
While reading poetry, like writing it,
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How is it you can teach me?
How can I be un-taught?
I must return Divinity,
Beginning Inner Thought.
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Meggy darling
Diamond dear
These diamonds are my greatest fear.
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Standing, admiring, the flame.
The smoke reaches out for me, tickles
my nostrils with the scent of Church.
The flame moves lower on the stick of incense.
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And there I was
Walking back into
The night,
With the man
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When the letters blend and blur
Sights un-seeing can occur.
And in this moment
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