December 2011
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Love Poem #43 part. iv
I hate these type of people
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In a metaphorical poetic minefield
searching for similes to yield
a young troubled troubadour
trying helplessly to search for
the perfect ways to impress
those he wants to undress
he’ll write handsome haiku’s
he’s too shy to ask to fuck you
the restricted reserved type
who writes utter tripe
convinced the ladies...
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200 Miles
So last night I promised a christmassy poem and here it is! It’s called 200 Miles and that is in no way a metaphor…
So here’s my christmas present to you guys, I know it’s not much but I couldn’t afford a lot this year. Merry Christmas
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Long walks over grassy knolls
Stumble over mounds dug by moles
The right amount...
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“i can imagine you looking over a table with your palms spread, placed together...”
– R.McCaffrey
