Brea Poems - Poems about Brea

...I DON'T FEAR YOU BREAKING INTO MY HOME PUTTING STICKERS ON MARRIAGE CERTIFICATES I GUESS YOU'RE STILL STALKING ME WHAT 23 YEARS YOU ARRIVED WITH THE GUNMAN WHAT A BLESSING YOU ACTUALLY CUT YOUR HAND ......

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...NO FEAR OF JAMAICAN JAY TOWNSEND JOHNSON HENRY MARTH BREA WITCH OR THE MINUIONS PLOTTING TO MURDER ME FOR MY GRANDFATHERS HIGH HEIRARCHY IN ROME OR MY AMERICAN POETRY OR MY VIETNAM POW DISABLED HUSBA......

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...An empty packet of Gauloises, black coffee, a croque monsieur. An aromatic café breakfast in the Montmartre. Later I switch to Camels, a bumpy ride to seek out a friend in the sixth arrondiss......

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...Sometimes when Cupid sails on feverish waves of crimson that break~ unraveling scarlet secrets of twilight temptations, I ponder, am I~ not the name you scrib......

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...What happened to my sex drive? (sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone). Once pronounced libido of mine took kamikaze nose dive, ......

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...Anti-Poem – “At Pinks With Little Susie” maybe if we hold hands the dizziness will go away little susie be driving a ‘62 gray pontiac grand prix she say driving is easy once you get the hang o......

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...The guy who had long hair, now looks worse with short, one chap looks so serious all the time, more than he ought; strange that people like watching murder as tho' it's normal, personally, I prefe......

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...Hello Brea. Welcome to USA’s Everybody Reads Tree Although we are all cats here, we welcome you, Brea. Just grab a book, and a branch. The books are all free. We are glad you are here; these books......

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...Museums are quiet except For crackling parquet floors, Wooden squares, a game board: Checkers or maybe chess Of various right angle, grain striations. Parallel to paintings in oil, red lines ......

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...My views are unorthodox. I have the new mind. The earth isn't real. The world isn't kind. We can fix it, it's true. We don't need a Prez. We just need to do whatever Brea says. She's smarter ......

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...Lockdown (courtesy coronavirus COVID-19)... Minimally impacts mine secluded lifestyle, cuz yours truly came into this madcap world approximately 534714.57958 times after gnomon cast shadow acro......

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...Quivering lowest limb namely mine little feet medication side effects analogous running dead heat most often while fast asleep the missus claims thrashing feet easily mistaken for epilepsy d......

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...(sung – in a round pussy willow warble - to the tune of -- Oh Where Oh Where has my little dog gone) With a flam boy hunt deft jais nais sais quois firm lickey split tongue and two bell yule ......

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...I see-the•! I brea-the•! I pant, gasp, and hea-ve•! Spirit crushing monster, inside. All strength, mu-stered•! Turning him aside. Invisible clones attacking, from every side. My concentration ......

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...meditative silence broken strangers in uni- form piercing lights freezing air brea- th of life cry of fea- r struggling hunger nipples suffocati- ng breast labori- ous drink dreams of th- e......

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