Poems by Poet on the Piano

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  • I ask myself what I really want from you.
    How can I excavate my truth if you are...

  • Hercules, I've never seen you before but have...
    many times when the sun in my veins was...

  • The day mourned as if every tree base
    was a rueful cry that became softened...

  • If you could write about me
    in a few words, what would you...

  • And I am somewhat glad
    to be home among the sunshine...

  • You tell me nothing is safe, anymore.
    At least, not fully safe...

  • .
    i am not punctuation, for punctuation has meaning...

  • we were powerless
    that night, in all...

  • Away from the teasing shadows
    she sang her faith to the critically ill...

  • I quench the fire's leaping tongue
    with the last quarter of my bottle...

  • The last time I meditated on the waters,
    I saw your strong reflection, divine and...

  • She didn't know she could erase paint
    with the will of her predilection...