Tony Walton Poems

I saw you yesterday in a yellow summer dress,
the color of high dosage diazepam, through the
rain streaked window of a familiar bar, as I walked by,
somewhere in the city,
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In the stunned heat of
a day in July
A woman is leaning from
the fifth-floor window
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I realize you are busy planting crops, fighting
typhoid, dysentery and various fevers,
not to mention Indians (they control gambling now!)
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They come for you-
in old fashioned hats,
from where you don't know,
to f uck you hard against every wall
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As I turn left off Oxford Street
cloaked in a low sky and shuffling
along with the other furrowed brows
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I walked my dog this morning
and as we stepped into the newness
of the day, a large Boxer ran over
and bit him,
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My friend Pete is a good man,
been with the Company for 9 years,
married to his wife for 7 years.
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Oh, my friend
you have got to
create it
invent it
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She had moved to her bedroom
almost a year ago,
existence: it deepens
like a coastal shelf
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There are delving days when the ink blue sea whispers to me
in a sexy voice, 'Come over here boy, and give me a kiss.'

'Hell no girl! I am not easy like that! Anyway, I have
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