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Salt
Whenever it feels
I’ve nothing left,
I’ve always got a little.
And a pocket full of salt—
This Wilde Charade
The romantic in me
Wants to kick the charade
And love you less like Shakespeare—
But it’s this Portrait
Of Dorian Gray that’s damned me Wilde
I don’t dare
Laying Down and Underpainting
She called our love kitsch
From the 17th floor
Williamsburg high rise
Overlooking homeless in the park
Under dressed and over exposed
Was I kidding her or just killing myself?
Fascinated by her manic beauty
As she tore apart the morning in disguise
Throwing fits of rage like I’d paper in a bin
Stripping away my senses like her past
It wasn’t as much a choice as it was survival
Leaving her lust like the vanilla
She tasted on my ghost
While laying down the underpainting
For her latest masterpiece in loss
carnival games
I don’t really know
Exactly what I am
Perhaps a shadow of my former self
Turned inside out
Back to his former self
Like a Ferris Wheel spins
I can be any focused face in the crowd
Though I don’t know the difference anymore
And we’re too old for carnival games
Broken Violin
In a deep hot
Summer night
I was nobodies fool
Playing poorly
My broken violin
For no ones ears
But my own
Oddballs
We were so full of dread
Neglect and forlorn
That it made us invincible
And Oddballs to others
belly of the beast
I’m a writer at my worst
Never at my best
In the belly of the beast
I’m boiled like the rest.
Tomorrow’s Shadow
So now all we get is tomorrow.
While yesterday’s dreams unravel.
Ticking like a clock are we
ever able to grasp the moment?
Present in ourselves,
though hardly in another.
Tomorrow’s but a shadow
hurrying to catch up.
Rolodex
I’ve got this Rolodex emotion
Whose contacts intertwine
Like a bramble of commotion
When I’ve dropped another line
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