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Waiting: The Roadside Poem
I’m standing in the sand By the side of the road Leaning against the hood of my car Like an unenthusiastic prostitute Waiting for the tow truck Overwhelmed by boredom The anxiety in the pit of my stomach Would come as a refreshment Yet nothing’s there So I trace back my footsteps in the sand…
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Sunset
Sunset comes with age, Senility coats it with oblivion, Separates it from the rigid reality. Thoughts wander through some vast valleys, And nobody can find you. “She’s crazy, gone”, they think While you enjoy the moments That everyone said were lost. Now, toward the end, he comes back to you As young and handsome, as when…
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The Sugarcoating: A Birthday Poem
Another year has blown by As quickly as a gust of wind It has ruffled the leaves Strewn the papers across the floor Turned the pages of a book Upset the water a bit Rattled the window panes And made me shudder I stir the memories In the coffee pot And leave them to brew…
Myths & Stories 