Uriah Hamilton Poems

With your King James Bible
And crucifix necklace,
You take perverse pleasure
In berating sinners,
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It is raining
Slowly
In Detroit tonight.
It makes you think
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There are many remarkable women
That the boundary of historical years
Has prevented me from meeting.
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If you see me roaming Woodward Avenue
Down by the Majestic Theater,
I’ll be humming a song and digging the homeless,
Taking in the delicious aroma of pizza
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Allow me
To push back your hair
And kiss the butterfly tattoo
On the nape of your neck
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I could search this city at night with lamps
For a piece of clothing
You left behind with the fragrance of your perfume
And the lovely remnants of your lipstick kiss.
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Afraid of seeing herself,
She hides from the sunlight,
Avoids mirrors, lingers in shadows,
And only walks the streets after midnight.
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Most of the world
Have learned to despise
The words master and slave,
But many still endear
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Dip your dreams in the slain blood society has poured
In the vampire streets of dying innocence,
Where hoodlums and whores practice gratuitous violence in the soulless city,
Where angels never existed and fallen roses from a lover’s bouquet
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The sky is stormy black,
Even scavenger birds
Are too disoriented to attack
On a day void of perceptible light.
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