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i am here to let your words make love to me
i am here to bury my face deep in your poetry

to let your haiku 
molest my naked body
shake me...

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I Think Of You - A Horrendous Night (Part 0)

Two a.m....
I open my window 

...a crack,

the dark is blinding.

It is a severe cold outside 
a...

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I step into the temple
in search of painted dreams
Figures wrapped in irresistible shine 
they come to life within their fresco prisons
A kaleidoscope of painted saints
powerless...

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I love you only because I love you
by Pablo Neruda
loose translation by Michael R. Burch

I love you only because I love you;
I am torn between...

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Cheese curds make my day.

My wife has a daily habit
Of caring for all my needs.
She keeps her eyes wide open
To see what she can see.

This...

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Man-made drugs
Induce an altered state
A psychedelic paradise
Of euphoria
A burst of colors
Impaired reality of dreams
A fix of blissful forgetfulness
Married to ecstasy

What need have I of these?
When...

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Tonight I felt the deep inner desire to conform, to feel at right with the crowd for fear of being scorned. But don't be fooled...

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Leaning in I feel your heat
My hand touches your chest
Knowing I'm finally complete
While your essence I ingest

Kissing lips began to tremble
Warm breath sweet to taste
Time...

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Submit a poem is haunting me.
I cannot find a word.
It seems all that I think to write.
I think you all have heard.

Ooooohhhh! How it can...

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As you stand in the sun by the ocean today.
When you feel a breeze from the east come your way.

It is me, can you feel...

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Imagine a snow scene,
icicles and ice cream,
immense hills of candy,
invitingly handy,
indulge in gingerbread,
inhale treats and don't fret,
ingest in heavens spread.




2-25-17...

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Nearing the end of their fleeting days,
short-inhaled lives infirmly await the long dark
Garrulously tilting fermented liquids in a park,
they watch their former youthful ways

Addled memories...

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When I was free…
the little me, bigger than me now,
where all I sensed had condensed
to being grown somehow.
When others have forgotten
ourselves have always been…
reflecting the...

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Allow the cool air to affect the night opossum.
Daylight, melted snow, and fragrant blossom.
There is no drastic wailing, fierce snow, or lively hail.
Allow water to settle...

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As the ink dries swiftly,
peer into the invisible thoughts
these poet eyes see

Blink  blink

The world is on the brink,
following dire voices
that speak darkly

Many underground secret...

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