Short Mugging Poems

    bejewelled… dazzling…
 
      gleaming gemstones shattered…

         mafia mugging

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My bones float over her, I'm glass
Now on memories drunk I sip — 
Another sun that must be asked.
My bones float over her, I'm glass.
I gave myself, my skies; cup's pass 
A blue bookmark upon your lips.
My bones float ~over her~ I'm glass
Now on memories drunk I sip.
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Three armed teens 
performed a mugging on Christmas eve.
Their target 2A'D them
curing them of their social disease.

By next morning they set up a go fund me 
for the dead and wounded thieves.
Their target was charged in the second degree.

When I was a teen, 
we banged on doors and toilet papered trees...
and felt somewhat guilty.
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teetering the streets early morning dawn
as I left the swagger at the bar guzzling beers
I encountered the devil

the butt of a gun stopped the fun of insouciance
as for ever four metal plates in the face
not deter day or night the walk of evil

for the what not of few dollars in a pocket
an attempt at a slot to produce more
and the debit keeping its pin from you I smile still...

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Oh, time you furry bastard
Nibbling at my heels
Chasing my dreams
Into dark alleys
Mugging the moments
Placing deadlines on life
Refusing to allow
A moments peace
To conspire
And believe in the hope 
Of a day
Devoid of time’s terror
Of waiting for a sunset
To soothe
The angst of a shrinking moon
Quiet the shriek
Of the hungry birds
Invite the coyote
To walk the city streets
Looking for a dinner companion
As I tuck myself in
For a restless night
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