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Lover's Words As Lover Dies.
Dying words float all about.
Last said prayers to stay devout-
Flitter like gone butterflies:
Lover's words as Lover dies.... more »
Loves Me Not My Confidant...
Sorrow is my confidant.
The only one to hear-
Every ounce of pain I've bled
And every falling tear.... more »
Make Me Pretty In Your Writes.
Born I was to homeliness.
Not ever a size four.
Content I am with chubbiness,
But can I not have more?... more »
I think I am a victim,
But, oh, who shall I tell:
The man who raped and beat me
Or those pills that made me well?... more »
Metaphors Do Hump My Brain.
Metaphors do hump my Brain:
Thrusting in and out.
Forget, I do, sometimes my Heart:
Sits it still and pouts.... more »
I'm hiding in the spotlight
With all these eyes on me.
To feel again- I have bled again;
What my loves will never see.... more »
Pretty girls with ragged dolls-
Do skip the dirty street.
As they pass a sister- Wave...
They blow a kiss and greet.... more »
Mommy, Shut Your Mouth
Left home about a year ago,
But I still can't tame her:
She won't set me free,
She won't let me be-... more »
Moons Drift On The Mississippi...
There's touch to water of dark mouths:
The lips of dashing Deer.
Tucked in safe is all the South,
But out I am: no fear.... more »
Mother Is A Murderer.
Mother is a murderer;
A murderer of love.
Sits, she- in her preening chair
And tightens her white gloves.... more »
Mother Raised A Honeybee.
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My Heart Won't Beat Again.
Some find my love the strangest thing:
Immoral and a sin-
And now that you're among the some
My heart won't beat again.... more »
My Little Indian
His russet colored skin is black.
The room is still, but reddened by the clock
On the stand; he stands.
He sways to one o'clock in the morning.... more »
My Mother Is A Woman...
My mother is a woman;
Never one stronger, too.
She helped me battle through my Pains,
But caused, she, quite a few.... more »
My Only Grandma
Her hands ripple like pancakes
Being poured in a pan
And on them- wedding rings:
A ring from each man.... more »
My Words Kissed You And Lied.
Lord do grant her peace of heart:
Needs she not a 'he'.
Guide her heart to your delight;
Just guide it far from me.... more »
Need To Walk This Life.
Burned my lives like morning toast.
All of them I know.
Recreated; fast each form.
This one I'll burn slow.... more »
Need, I, Nicotine?
Whirling; can I not have peace?
Troubled not with mean,
Biting thoughts of living life;
Need, I, Nicotine?... more »
Never Again Will I Love A 'Rillo.
Numbing the tiled white floor is upon further inspection.
I'm breaking a law by laying here.
He's breaking my jaw while laying here.
My will is gone. I'm still- Oh!... more »
Never Be It Lonely.
Break our forms when touching,
Then fall our hearts to die,
And chaffe our skin when we Begin,
But Love holds you and I.... more »
Never Dream To Live.
A fulfillment of a dream
Would entail the death of it.
If I actively pursue the death
Of something that is entirely apart of myself,... more »
Never Get I Naps In.
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Never Guage, You, Me.
When I need to be upheld
And hate in all's unfurled:
Strain I do to visit you;
The Smile of all the world.... more »
Never Speak My Name Again.
Never speak my name again.
You only tell it pains,
Whisper to it bitterness,
And give its letter's stains.... more »