A Child's Honesty
...“A CHILD’S HONESTY”
today I sat and typed
out a few poems.
today they came as
naturally as a lie
comes from a female’s
mouth.
today I had my son and
the two little girls.
as I type...
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Categories:
bullshitter, beauty, child, childhood, dad,
Form: Free verse
Imprisoned
...Imprisoned
Am I, by the voracious appetite, the relentless grasp of love.
Goaled, caged – a prisoner of love’s illusions of, it’s reality for.
I am unable to extricate myself from the shackles that ...
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Categories:
bullshitter, change,
Form: Prose