Misc. Poems
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It is not the pale moon that brought you here
nor the longing for a sober night. There is... -
I've never known graffiti and energy drink,
never spent my youth in the corner... -
Who is this man who uncloses me
every night, with my bright eyes illuminating... -
Partly because I couldn't be drawn to care,
and partly because my bed is warm... -
Why?
she asks, a... -
My mother never taught me to tell lies.
She didn't cultivate vines behind my back, never... -
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A letter that
illustrates not... -
There were never any deaths on those
cold-hearted tiles, but there was a prominent... -
He stood proud
five-eleven in bare feet... -
In a sun-scorched field
he stands... -
I know you are in rehab (no no no)
and have been clean... -
Once upon a twilight,
I would prance across...
