Michael Patrick King

Michael Patrick King Poems

I know you're in pain
But pain is a blessing
'Cause it doesn't hurt when you're dead
I don't know for certain, okay
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What is a conscience
If not a companion
Who whispers into your ear
Unfettered syllables
...

Dust in the water
Pour'd on feet of clay
Cracks on the vessels
That have borne away
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Michael Patrick King Biography

Michael Patrick King has been writing poetry and fiction for more than forty years and performing as an actor and singer for more than thirty. Born in rural eastern San Diego County, he feels equally out-of-place in any setting. While he harbors no death wishes, he eagerly looks forward to going to Heaven where, he says, 'I will at long last be home.')

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The Gloves Are Off

I know you're in pain
But pain is a blessing
'Cause it doesn't hurt when you're dead
I don't know for certain, okay
I'm just guessing
But I think it's all in your head

I don't mean to stop
Touching your body
Until you've no body to touch
If you push me away
I'll still hold you softly
I don't think that's asking so much

I've spent too many
Nights holding my pillow
Instead of the woman I love
'Cause she has a headache
Or has cramps or feels itchy
Well, Baby, now push comes to shove

I won't be put off
I'm holding your life
In my arms for as long as it streams
After you've died
I'll go back to my pillows
Caressing your curves in my dreams

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