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23 Fitzroy Road , Poison In Here Ear
DG (9/19/1963 / )

23 Fitzroy Road , Poison In Here Ear

Poem By DAVID GERARDINO

HE wispers poison in her ears.

SOUNDS like a ghost she thinks,

or a love thats been twisted, and

bent,

HE gives her flowers, and a bottle

of red wine, and a moment of hope,


just a moment, only a moment,


then he stumbles out the door.


HE wispers poison in her ears......


then brakes free.........

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We must all watch out for that poison, excellent one againg David--Melvina--
Hi David, This sounds a little creepy, not like any love affair (haha) . Very unique, and original. Your use of imagery is good and very expressive. Take care.
THIS 23 FITZROY CRYPT...I HOPE ITS NOT IN N.Y.! ! ! GREAT WRITE...NICE USE OF EXPRESSION VIA LETTER CASING..IO! ''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
David, I like this, its style is very different. The poisonous lies to keep one on a string. Love certainly does twist or gets twisted. Neat poem :) Kim
I like this David. It certainly expresses the cruelty that we are capable of and to dash expectation (as you seem to be saying) is one of the cruelest acts. I was very much impressed by this work and particularly the last line' Many regards, Denis joe


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