Short Dressers Poems

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naked in Eden
Adam and Eve unashamed
clothes made them fussy...

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Mothman ate your clothes?
No way; too big for dressers
—mus’be his baby cuz!...

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Rip the ropes to pieces,
Tear the bible to shreds?

Leave alone, dusty and unread
And soon the grip releases.

But his love never ceases.
And is held in my chest by threads.

As the numbers of evil increases,
I bleed many colors of reds.

All the loosened binding chains releases?
The hatred that spreads
With the evil things that are said.
When the line between heaven and hell creases...
The good in the world decreases....

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Once in the dresser out of sight
Forgotten upon the drop of night,
Will this favored blue blouse be found
Or will she merely hide around?

For once you enter the dressers’ hovel and glut,
And that small drawer is tight and shut,
And you are not seen at quick first sight,
You are swiftly forgotten until you are too tight.

Little blue blouse, I hate to do it to you,
You are the prettiest blouse, oh, one so blue.
But in the drawer you suddenly must be.
As I am getting some company....

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