on my knees digging
shallow holes for tiny seeds
fingers bleed worms feast
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Monthly Archives: February 2022
light tears heart
light conversation
tears from my wounded heart
letting in the light
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no where to go
he left me
with both
a yes and no : no question
posed though : no – one knows
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shapes
until it wasn’t
his mouth was shaped like a kiss
shape-changed like a fist
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lukewarm ex
i had enough sex
holidays hot dinners cash…
yet so
little
love
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be it any bird at all
pigeon, fat, sat up
on garden wall, imagine!
wings! ;not scared to fall
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‘twasn’t Paul
somebody said me
i make sound of teaspoon…
but
what’s this even mean?
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.
n.b
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i ponder after
line of Paul Simon song….
hang
diamonds on soul’s shoes
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beatitudes
blessèd be the crones
owning wrinkled~skin~wisdom
burning from within
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i, who was loving
i loved him the most
does he
appreciate me
more now
that i’m gone
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missing
i need to report
a bus
a bus missing
an e
— code — shhhh — ( abuse )
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