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September 2022 Collage Poem: Thirst for Words
Eat or heat my stiffening bones
Like demons in the night on paid vacation
Aesop dons his tanning lotion
Admires his Trumpian colour and prays
For constancy with his New Look.
Golden girls, clicking high heels, sweeping, swaying hair
An oasis of ambiguity in the desert, for the parched
And for us all.
Unsure how we feel in response to a death
And twelve lo...
Saturday 10th September 2022 7:41 am
My Fault
What did friends offer?
Except only talking
I really allowys suffer
My heart is sadly shaking
There was time to judge
Who was a fake or pure
Until we reached the edge
No friendship for sure
Life is a lie, and fancy
Nobody in reality is trusty
Friendship has no policy
May be I'm, only, faulty
Friday 8th February 2019 3:54 pm
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