STARS ADD TO TRUMP WOES
KENNEDY CENTRE NOW CLOSE
EMBARRASSMENT GROWS
Blood Clot and Boycott
Rather than crossing lines and boycott,
We did have a drink called blood clot,
And then hardened;
From jail pardoned;
After we would finish it, hit the spot.
Jim Horn
Yearning to feed the honey bees, these spring flowers boycott photoshoot.
Pic 3
Mar-31-2019
the future is a check that might bounce
but this moment we’ve just moved into
still smelling of fresh paint
is already taking on a lived-in charm
we’ll go on furbishing it as we go along then
here with red paint of lips on lips
there with a mirror of eyes lost in eyes
words deep-piled and moans deep-throated
and thoughts hugging like bodies hugging like
dimmed lights hug the walls
and matching heartbeats
matchmade by a tiptoeing ballad
this moment is ready for our full occupancy
it has nothing to prove
except us
let’s stay here for a while
and boycott the ever after
TO MY SISTER
To hurt
from
no love
is pain
all must feel.
WHY?
To cry
from
no love
is pain
for all
to hear.
WHY?
Is there
not
more love
than we
can give?
To die
from
no love
is a
funeral we
all must attend.
WHY?
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