Long Timelove Poems
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October loves me
September baby
Virgo across its face
Out of it’s play pen
This child
decides to spin
In a vacant scenery
Thinking back
On what yesterday
meant to me
He’s going on
It won’t be long
As he’s carried home
Don’t you love me sober
Days I’m drifting
Along In October
She just sits there
Someone hold her
Kiss her sober
Missing all the fun
Just growing older
Flowers ale
Roses
Paint you pale
Broken, shapeless
Only strangers notice
The rain
That follows hail
Jesus Seekers
Leaves bristle
Against
a fallen preacher
your father’s gone
Running home
No ones worried
That your gone
Don’t you love me sober
It’s almost over
For days I’m drifting now
Alone in October
How often do shadows cry
And if they do
This means like us
they feel to
How often do whereabouts
dispose of their founders
The emptied hands pivoted gruesome
To only expire before you lose them
This is why my eyes cry
Late night movies
Midnight hours, how do you spend them
When letters feel “ no need to reply”
To where do we send them
A curious mind in eye sight
A figure taunted
The difference in people is
“Don’t let your personality dye”
Flesh wounds appear the same
Determination’s found in change
Could you spare me some change
A course of new events
Hand prints on the face of cement
Try not to take life out of context
“I’ll be home soon”
Read his final text
History is somewhat of a vex
Sort of a temporary fix
A day, a age, that some of us miss
How do you become a person
Or exhibit the features of everyday people
Minus the wars, the battles, the ether
Trouble awaits
For those of us who refute
Similar choices brought
About in this place of being
Bloggers are subsequent to ignorance
Just the lack of reading
Express’s the true meaning of being for real
The objective to live and protect yourself
Minus the kill
Sometimes glory comes as a steal
Did you think love was beautiful
Black coffee, cigarette buds
A raspy voice
from a figurine with seductive cuticles
A slice of pie
Banana’s and caramel
On top of our lie
Apart of me is fiction
And some of you is true
A journal
Do you commit yourself to unfulfilled comments
Did you dust your hands off
Wash your face
and forget to accept the necessary compliments
If I’m shady
then you weren’t around
Too far gone, dancing in the sun
Musically
you love the violin
Sympathetically
you can’t sing without the gin
Do you know
Where the wind blows
How do you go
To where the wind blows
On accompany bound
North Carolina found
Down the coast
Out the window of a greyhound
Day dreams
Just won’t let me sleep sound
“Life’s a gamble
At terrible odds
If it were a bet
How would you take it”
Up at the lighthouse
Lake Superior, I’m here
Skating across the ice
Minnesota’s lovely winter song
Downtown Duluth
Across the red bridge on my own
It was a five card draw
Cocaine in an empty mans straw
Little blind short
It was big blinds bluff
Inordinate of a pack of Newport’s
Fell in love waving goodbye at the airport
Welcome back home
Were you lost or alone
Because you’re no one
Just as were when you left
Did you find your fun
Hitchhiking all by yourself
I made it back to peace
On a coarse to no where
Fresh out of Love Joy, Georgia
Do you know
Where the wind blows
How do you go
To where the wind blows