Best Rig Poems

The beautiful arks flashes
While molting metal slashes 
Diving deep into my flesh 
I reach for a much needed breath 
As poisonous fumes fill my lungs
A welders passion threw my veins it runs
So i reach down deep for i em a welder i will not retreat...

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Considering all the do's and don't's
in any given day
To savor all the in's and out's
in every special way

While messing with the up's and down's
to wait for them to bloom
Incorporating low's and high's
expecting them too soon

The stress of all the when's and how's
to labour for the...

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starkness invading, picture windows view
the wake of an invisible house through
the maze of forest oaks becoming blue.
seizure of sure Winter eyes, long night’s coup.

of red foxes, no sightings but a twig
snapping, turns chilly heads, as moonlight wigs
out at the littered floor, nocturnal rig —
cacophony of...

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i used too
much baby
oil with the
lights turned
low but soft
music can 
be heard as 
Paul Simon
sings slip 
sliding
away...

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