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I Heard Not A Word

I heard bankshots last night, sounded like vault robbery for sure These startled eyes, which got rudely awakened, saw some masked bandits mute walking on a one beam teller ... not cash registering one word No safety deposit reassurances were heard, only silent alarm breached security measure blurbs On the latest Bankers Holiday, I heard some peppery sprayed hotshots being airwave-pumped in a high pitch, screaming tire getaway Preying mantis scarlet quotation tread marks on the glowing screen said: "We only take more than you can pay ... blood money always got a dead air say" Children of famous crooked faces were crouched decibel low on a zip lip line, tightrope beam teller Proselyte pantomime pupils moving their mouths a lot, cat burglar quick Using lip sync tools, saying not a single word ... Only giving a wily nod coyote wink I heard not a word uttered No, not one truthful word spoken during this brazen, public heist As every lullaby lamb warm fleece slept with their pockets open last night

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Date: 12/6/2018 7:09:00 AM
The stunningly good finishing ... Making the reader pause ... Read over and over ... Struggling to look through the metaphors ... If any ...
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Date: 12/6/2018 12:56:00 AM
You always "tell it like it is" - this resonates honesty, like all of your poetry,Freddie. You are such a poetical genius my friend!
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