Sue Sure Poems

I TRIED to train my tongue,
But my pen was quicker,
Tired to libate as encouragement
but I have no taste for liquor
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I DO not waltz in other dimensions,
I am tripping through my own,
One 3-D impression
and yet I stand alone.
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Don't SWALLOW me
I will taste bitter and burn the edges of your tongue
My outsides sweet,
my innards deliver,
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I AM not found, I am discovered
In light pollution that drains down the back of a skyscraper's neck.
I do not arrive, I am delivered
On wings in the wind whose flimsy sails hoist ghosts to heaven's heights.
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