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with shoulders soggy from your tears.
Every sip is an attempt to drown
those memories behind every frown.
It's memories that forbid the past to end,
all the thoughts behind the bones that won't mend.
Siphon out the truth from the lies
and sift through how the words are percieved and implied.
immitation poemFille! Fille! dreaming dazedly On a dock by the sea, What wishful boy or song Could seize thy sublime affection?immitation poem
For what awkward reason or rhyme Is it you sit alone tonight? In what manner did he confess? Did it not warrant a yes?
And what fear, & what hope Could tremble the hands with each joke? And when thy palms begin to sweat, What cause trust? & what cause threat?
With what lust? with what desire? Can change any boy into a liar? With what motive? what dire cause? Seeks its every victim’s flaws?
When the hosts
The Red Light MoshPerhaps someone terribly late for work or a husband mid-argument with his wife, sped unyielding as the yellow light went dark.The Red Light Mosh
As bloody as Shiloh and just as brief Sounds of screeching tires rose to
like alarms bent on deterring a thief.
A girl driving a Mazda Six from Japan pulls off the road onto the soil, to check the state of her friend Marianne?
Now the wait begins. Just watch the oil pool. Cars stitch together a trail like the train of a wedding dress. The crash’s thread from the spool.
Frustrated people crammed in cars like sardin
The Old GangThere was a way the tourists trudged down the slopes; Cattle herded by signs, “You must be this tall to ride.” They wandered through the maze of ropes. Fanny-pack clad kids with no sense of time dragged their parents through the never-ending line.The Old Gang
Among all this there was just the six of us with arms and legs all intertwined; a regular can-can line without the kicks. There were games of tag played merely with hips and games of slaps until our palms burned. Jokes and laugher escaped from our lips and only ceased as the line neared out turn.
Now a le
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