Expurgate Poems - Poems about Expurgate

... “Chasing Ghosts in Cars” Like automata we walk inside winding up the stairs it’s all mechanical the romance programmed by steep degrees in the well-routined ......

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...A pile of bones sleeps next to me. A deflated figure of someone I used to know. I don't think she knows I've noticed her metamorphosis because she still looks fat in her tired eyes. I see the......

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...With bravado, during a bayamo, A bashful barbudo with a propensity for dissentiousness Flits bottomward, toward a sand encrusted crusado A crusado, mayhap, wellaway once possessed by A seafari......

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