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Collaboration Haiku w/ My Japanese Roommate
Su n da y night the bloo d y Sa murai and b ee t sou p .
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A letter to my 1st love
I still think of you night and day, thoughts just aren’t as pleasant. I thank you for the book, but I haven’t touched your preasant. I heard some things so painfully necessary, got the monkey off my back too much weight for me to carry. I used to think you’d always be mine, I’m beginning…
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The unity of opposites
Deep inside me there’s a poet I know it, I blow it then throw it I read it, I write it, I struggle, I fight it, I fix it, I brake it, I give it, I take it, It’s in and it’s out, it comes and it goes, like truth ‘n lies and friends ‘n…
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Remnants
I think of wells The faces at the bottom that are singed in the subway pavement If you take away the walls, The faces still scale them, but get mixed up in water rushing toward the tide The waves leave periodically, but faces get materialized in footsteps And souvenirs to the unaware Bottles of sand…
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I must confess, I love you more than you’ll ever understand love you unconditionally even though only HALF of you is my man love you unconditionally even though you flirt yet consider it cool love you unconditionally–wait, damn I’m a fool! damn, where have I gone? my self worth slowly fades allowed the sweet words…
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At Ease with Herself
[for Suzanne] She’s the most secure woman on the earth: Comfortable simply being who she is. She re-defines Femininity, with a Face unafraid to be bare, framed by perfect adorning spirals; her hair. She’s got skin like pearls and gloved hands to protect her fairness She’s got eyes like emeralds that shine with joy when…
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Conflicted
I watch the jubilation Of the millions, of the nation And awe struck how one man could bring back our belief, as a whole On some catch phrases that we should have learned a real long time ago And I wonder How will they feel when his appeal doesn’t stretch past the inauguration? And we…
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Lost Without You
Man, you are sharp as an icycle and you keep me on my toes like a ballerina all the while you have me bending over backwards for you like a gymnast blindly leaping in faith: Man, you have me believing in you more than in god not so sure about him– but you’re here: in…
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Speak My Name
When the time has come Go to our place Speak my name And I will appear Don’t ever think I’m really gone Keep me in your heart And I’ll always be here This thing we share Will surpass time And bring us back Together again Though we have parted By fates design The love we…
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Splendid
Splendid [for Stephen] Thank you for a Splendid Night at Mirabelle; following the red-brick-path to the door, and then–inside– I never felt quite so well as I felt at Mirabelle; enjoying a meal that looked & tasted sensational, so Perfectly French and how perfectly, you treated me– helpless maiden that I am you were sure…