William Jackson Poems

i should be working.
i have:
essays to grade,
lesson plans to write,
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In successive swells the tide peaks
and then slowly subsides,
only to begin again;
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When I was young, I saw happy ever after in your eyes.
The stars reflected in your auburn hair, and new horizons
sprang eternal every morning with sunlit skies.
Such dreams danced in my every heartbeat, and new joy,
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My friend said, 'So, it is about sex then? '
'It has never been about sex, ' I said.

'Then- - what are we talking about? '
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I only wish
you had killed me.
Having broken my heart,
you left me to die in sorrows' fields.
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Bad poetry compels me
to contemplate seppuku,
to pluck out my corneas,
to drink myself blind,
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In the twilight of Barcelona
I gaze into your eyes, my beloved,
I smell the sweetness of your hair,
I cradle your face in the palm of my right hand,
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My father loved me the best he could.
My mother loved me, as only a mother can.
I tried to love myself but found no reason to care.
Yet, in spite of all, hope remained.
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Perhaps the god
that we've created
is a false god.
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if i could go anywhere
or do anything I wanted,
it would not matter
where i went or what i did
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