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Lydia

I met a woman at the Blue Nile.

Our first encounter was her attempting to kiss my face. She seems to be in her mid-late fifties/early sixties. She began to tell me that she is okay, over and over again. She began to cry. She told  me her sun died. He OD'ed at 39 years old. She watched him die, with his head between the toilet and the sink. Her other sun blamed his brother's death on her. Sh...

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LydiaWaterDeathPainTearssecretdancefireshoesclownsbutterfliesopenboxminnesotablue nile

My Unborn Child

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You left my body

before you were born.

My freezing body

floated toward the light,

only to be returned

to life by grace

and a prayer.

 

I was glad to

be alive but bewailed

my unborn child.

 

My child, did you

leave me because

of my sins?

To leave my sordid

life ...

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lossmiscarriagepain

Happy Fucking Father's Day

Relentless June rain juggles summer of performance

To the rolling up of realisation, also someone’s daughter                                                        

Equestrian misses whipping mistress, remains martyred loner     

Highly billed, sought after, ticketed circus owner

 

Medium of intuition dangles planchette of indecision

To your high wire of collusion, an in...

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planchettemistresslovepainunfaithfulfather's day

Arise Sir Pain

 

Arise Sir Pain, for it must be time you smote me again,
maybe I've had too many days out of the sun and the rain,
some change in the 'fluences that drive my pen to shriek,
will bend the moods I can portray & themes that I then seek.
 
Yes today a challenge is welcomed despite the ruptured peace,
tensioned tranquilities having their fevered needs to be released,
...

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PainHumanitydeath

Tide Turn

A full moon, and the tide swollen by rain;

Rain lashing on the window, wild as rage -

My pen is stirring on the unspoilt page

In scribble circles, feeling round this pain.

 

Like tunnels leading deeper than my mind,

Or ropes in hopeless tangles, loosely curled,

Sprawling intestines looped around the world

My pen describes; this pain is ill-defined.

 

The ...

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tidemoonmoodsPainChange

Once I Loved You


I loved you once as deeply as any man could Will
and, if the darkest truth were known,
in my heart I love you truly still
Though the distance that lies between us
 may seem so very far apart
space and time will not unbind
the aching, raging heart
So farewell my love and lover once
and, as lovers ever true,
we will live and laugh and love again
like lovers that are new

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lovelove lostdespairhopetragedypain

Wait For The Flag To Unfurl

 

So you come to me and say 'I'm free'
And you claim all your words are true
Then you run from me, saying 'Set me Free'
Such confusion is brought through you
Some years I spent in quiet retreat
Without such strife if incomplete
Dont play these games no more with me
Far better I'm left to rot here in solitary
Each time you've run and turned again
And its ...

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