Best Dilated Poems

"My heart is broken" I told the cardiologist.
On our first meeting.
Not in the romantic way, per say.
But actual physical trauma.

The strain of living that lie...

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The Quiet One

How shall I begin my story
I hardly knew that he was there
Yes, he really seemed nice enough
with those blue eyes and light blonde...

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"Blue Carnal"



Libertine take your time
unlace the chords of 
the corset of my mind
cerebral you take me 
walking barefoot towards you
like your welcomed stalker
through your windows
twin...

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Sometimes I wonder,
What ripped us asunder
I wonder...why friends fade away,
I wonder...why death is our destiny,
And as we experience our final day,
I wonder what will become...

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I stared into the mirror today.
I saw you -
a needled zealot
hovering around my left shoulder;
Adolph Hitler dressed in 
opium-perfumed swatches.

You smelled like her.
You acted like...

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His eyes dilated and
I saw beads of sweat gather
on the tip of his nose.
His jawline was clenched 
and his fingers were fidgeting.
Did I say something...

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I flip the history of Bojangles
On a cool Sunday evening
Los Angeles coming down
A flow of oboes breathing
Through the lung of the street
The hobo not stopping...

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Heaviness painfully throbbed your beating heart, 
as the world could not understand it
and could never see it.
With your slurred words
and tired, dilated eyes, 
I smiled,...

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A steady blanket of funereal rain fell for days,
From the wintry heaven, onto the ground.
And by about three in the morning I was woken by
A...

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Only 14 and eager to find love, she sneaks out at four in the morning
Persuading her best friend to come along – meet someone new
Hence...

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I stare blankly at the skies above;
Partially blue with enormous grey tumultuous clouds on one extreme, 
And the bright midday sun shining before my eyes.

I...

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Standing in the wings, on the periphery

of her cultivated world, inhibited only by

station and space, my head slowly spins

into her orbit, my eye lids twitter...

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My muse did her fealty recuse
My honor she did stealthily reconnoiter
My discourse was grounds for divorce
Finding my writing no longer enlightening
My blithe parlance no longer...

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I waded through a field of
she loves me she loves me knots
Needing to tie her bow to my happiness
I searched vigorously
Until I found that one...

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This is not life
Façade-glossed eyes
Spilling out
Keeling from inside

This is not
What I traded for a pay check
A calendar space
Insentience

This is not dilated pupils
Suggestive smirks on long...

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