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| Aunt Jean |
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| AUNT JEAN Bump bump Bump – Valley – Bump – valley Bump bump - valley – depression – bump Bump bump Recess – well – recess – bump valley Bump Track – curve – straight – hook hook hook hook hook White white white – fading White texture smooth texture bump bump White to grey – Grey to white grey grey – not white, not grey I focus up – that’s all I see Crunch – crunch – disintegrate – separate Dissolve dissolve tear degenerate The bones – no more The flesh – deflating The color – drained Is this what it comes to? The love, the tears, the husband, The Tal’s, the dogs, the divorce, The pool table, the friends, the jazz, The house – the bi-colored house, The reclining chair, the trumpet, the bowling ball, The elementary school, the Three Stooges, The kids, the kids, the kids, the kids, the kids, The sports, the sports, the sports, the sports – the Sunday sports The lesson plans, the teaching credential, the seventy-four streets, The El Dorado, the gun, the niece, The nephew, the other nephew, The sister, the brother-in-law, the porch, The po’ boys, the hot sauce, the high balls, The bourbon, the water, the second line, the Dooky Chase, the alma mater, The friends, the friends, the Vern, the friends, the friends, The Cross, the Fritz, the friends Is this what it comes to? Me, looking up, from a bed Twisted, broken, focused (not really) Cancer - my new best friend My lord and master My savior, my redeemer My killer, my period. So this is what years plus joy minus pain plus life divided by hope times disappointment equal…death in a room with a stranger? A morphine haze to tint the glaze? Is this where it ends? A hydraulic bed covered in plasticine wood to give it that homey glow? The hospitable hospice? And me – looking up – focused up (kind of) – at stucco? Miles and miles and miles of California stucco? Me stuck – oh! Counting bumps – miles and miles and miles of bumps Of hovering, overhead, never-ending, stucco bumps Well…. Here it is, my end…Who’d have thought? At least it’s clean. Clean for Jean. And I guess that’s enough. |
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| Added On: Mon Nov 21 2005 | Hits: 1 |
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| The man |
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| He is tall,dark,and handsome, and to keep him,I didn't even have to hold him for ransome. Were only together,eight hours a day, but he's always making it up to me and that's o.k. He lays with me every single night, and holds my body tight. While I lay there sleep in the bed, he tells me his feelings and I remember everything he said. He kisses me on my forehead,tells me he loves me, much more than actions will allow me to see. He caresses my body with so much passion, and expresses to me that marriage would make this everlastin. And then I woke up, you mean,this was all a dream? He wasn't mine to keep? O'well,I can't wait to go back to sleep. |
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| Added On: Sun Feb 13 2005 | Hits: 1 |
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| The girl in the attic |
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| In the attic all alone, sat a girl upon a thrown, Covered in dust, webs and mould, She could have only been 5years old, Her eyes bled with sorrow and also with fear, Every second fell another depressed tear. Her jet black hair shone in the moons light, Making her tears sparkle night after night. She is deadly confused and full of mistakes, Abandoned and alone the kind everyone hates, Her name is Jessy along with her doll Mary, With pins in its eyes which makes it scary, Her hair is dyed black and her lips are pure red, With inscriptions on her body, about being dead. Poor little Jessy alone and so cold, With her doll in her arms for her to hold. |
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| Added On: Mon Jul 19 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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| The gift from above |
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| That song we once danced to keeps playing in my mind, Those happy times those smiles those kisses all left behind, I loved to hold you on that rainy night, Close and warm and oh so tight. I feared the day that you would leave me, Alone, I was scared lost all faith in love, U were the best gift ever to me, Too amazing to be true, Now we are apart, I still feel you in my heart, You were my first ever love, My gift from above. |
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| Added On: Mon May 10 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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| The Devil |
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| Glistening of mine eye’s jewels, Warbles in your mind, The sound so shrill yet perfect, A din that non can hide. The beauty of your golden locks, The dark lust within your smile, The mischievous smirk upon your cheeks, My emotions can not reconcile. I resist your putrefying soul, The poison from within, Your luscious curves and beauty great, Yet with love my heart does not inflate. Her calling, teasing voice, Her obvious illusions, Are nought but a poorly clad costume, Concealing the true form of the devil. The She that is so obviously He, Whispers my name so softly, Her evil, Daring, Monotonous smile, Only enhances the burning, fiery eyes. The dancing orange from within the fire, The heat I feel from it, Incomparable with my hateful love, I feel for the evil sprawled before me. |
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| Added On: Tue Aug 24 2004 | Hits: 1 |
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