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The Petty Player Who Rarely Sleeps

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Nothing's Sadder Than A Rose

The Great Tsunami Of Our Growing Grief written 3/2.2021--retitled 3/14/2021

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Wild and Unraveling

What Must Be

These Hands Exist July 4 2023 rei-edited 7/12/2023

I Am The Color Of Black

The Tide of Your Lies (2019-2023)

How I Wanted Your Pearls 6/24/2023 WRITTEN DIRECTLY TO THE PAGE

Love Wants What Love Wants re-edited 5/31/023

Winter's Been Too Long.... 4/18/2023 (LONGING)

The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

Like A Small Street Dog Lured In By The Promise Of Meat

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At Night, As I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions

And You Will Be Called Ashes As You Leave ( from a dream)

Certainly No Bread 3/16/2022

Someone Send Out A Search Party

THE FAN , AT NIGHT, GIVES GOOD ADVICE completely re-edited, an entirely different poem

What Is The Price For Your Touch? re-editied 5/31/2023

Where Is My Bed With The Pleasing Tree -Lined View(NOW REEDITED)

Oh What Fine Physics (Before Me ,Lies) re-edtited @4/17/2023

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak

THE COMPANY THAT WE KEEP WITH THE ONE WITHIN

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Perhaps I Too, Was Frozen


in July he came home with nothing to live for
and damn near died in the scope of a rifle

in August our sweet cat took ill and died
his demise leaving us bereft and miserable

in September, more fore-shadowings of doom
clues of certain guarantees being over
(another friend buried)

in October my girlfriend left for good
tricked into moving
while her home was sold out from under her

in November my brother nearly starved to death
eating no sit-down Thanksgiving dinner

in December I was given official family walking papers
irreconcilable indifference, the treason

in January I knew it was the New Year
but I couldn't look forward
much less look backwards

then wretched winter came
breaking down all the trees
making us shut-ins
layering the roads with impassable snow and black ice
in a city with barely 30 plows
and no no-how to get rid of it

homeless babies died the very hour they were born
homeless men and women froze solid to the ground
spring couldn't come soon enough
for a world that badly needed love
and thawing out

I couldn't feel my heart beating
nor hear its comforting steadiness
perhaps, I too,
was frozen





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