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Lost at Traffic Lights

Each morning through the same Glass I see the city street The same routine…almost Except for collateral minutes Lost at traffic lights And the morning changes… People take a second Breath But still stare ahead The beat, the pace… Only … Continue reading

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Philistines on a Friday

in the corner in the leather chair a glass of water on a table round and marbled I hide from prying eyes from dubious tongues words and gossip alas, lunch is over well, almost over though a glass of red … Continue reading

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Today, my eyes are red

today by misreading words by misinterpretation my heart walks a melancholy way love can still be a mystery-it seems causing pins and needles an aching pain causing tears to quietly escape yet it makes one feel alive that one cares … Continue reading

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