Steven S. Walsky Biography

Two days have passed,
I find her glass.
Still half full,
waiting
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I was born to love a Southern girl,
blond hair, black hair, brown hair,
straight or curled,
I was born to love a Southern girl.
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i know what i may do
visit the black swans anew
if still they glide upon the lake
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Bobby said that the clown died yesterday,
Old Willie was his name.
Even though we’d miss his act,
the circus played just the same.
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the rusted metal of bridges now trackless
the steel skeletons seen through un-paned portals of dirty,
cracked brick abandoned factories
the aged wooden, derelict outbuildings
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