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Monthly Archives: December 2010
I Like Your Name
I like your nickname, Rome. I don’t know where you got it, or why you wanted to use it. I’m not asking. That’s for you to share. But I can’t help guessing and enjoying the game. Maybe you wanted to … Continue reading
Early To Bed
I go to bed early Hoping sleep will rescue me From the banal idiocy And false accusations That are my every evening I squeeze my eyes shut fast Hoping to grind to a halt Or at least quickly slow My … Continue reading
Hands Down
I do have strong hands They take care of me They watch out for others. They play music With or without an instrument. They express my thoughts They make a point, And write a poem. They hold onto life And … Continue reading
Leaving
Is it too much Getting in here And finding I’ve left you a mess? Random Whatever comes to mind Blurted out to you It’s a lot For a stranger To pile this at your feet But my heart senses That … Continue reading
How Dare You
how dare you violate our friendship and me by taking more than I offered without asking or even explaining making me feel so awkward and unsure of the violations’s very existence that I keep silent allowing the unwanted affection to … Continue reading