Summer Abuse Poems

For all this time, I couldn't call it - rape.
I couldn't use that word, and make it real.
Like plowing a field before it's harvest,
or pruning...

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Drink the poison from my blood, breathe the rot from my lungs.
Take all that has been decaying inside me and nurse it to health like...

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Summer sets in as winter falls astray 
Childhood memories of things untold
what has & has not been spoken 
tales of truth hidden behind secrecy and...

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Still smarting from stupid scamming fraudsters...
five months ago to the day

Twas the cusp of tooth thousand
twenty three summer solstice,
when yours truly (a fool
and his money...

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Town Kid

I am a town kid 
A white faced kid
A lonely kid

Face pressed up against the glass
Watching, listening to other kids playing 
Knowing my shoes...

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sure we should not have cooked him

agent percival snookum

but cannibals pled

and caused so much dread

shame he used a pseudonym.
...

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The sticky summer heat lingered on my skin,
Much like your hand on my leg.
As my feet swung back and forth, I tried
Not to look at...

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A sleepover 
Hooray
My sister and I
We pack light
a small bag each

It's been 3 days
I am out of fresh clothes
I miss my toys
Can I go back...

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You were born in December
And you wear your trouble like a rough petrifying plum and carry the sadness of 1000 unsung voices
That's about as much...

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Joy is like a ray of sunshine
Bringing light to a cloudy day
Bringing hope to a broken heart
Bringing happiness in its way

It's like a gentle summer...

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“Santa Anna Wind”.   

                  © London...

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I sometimes wonder if you still remember me or 
if I was just another memory 

I will never forget that pit feeling in my stomach
the...

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Showering down like teardrops in my eyes,
Tumbling peacefully, but my mind racing
Could this really be the end?

A cold spirit creeps up my spine
The horizon burns...

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It is early one morning,
and you are making love to me.
Sunshine is streaming through the curtains
and I am disinterested in your ministrations. 

I wonder 
if...

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The sun sank into rusty chains
Ancient Mesopotamian constellations begin to spin
Shadows in the bushes
Sidewalks walking from the back
Cetoniinae trapped in glass
Your gaze runs through the...

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