Love Slam Poems

I asked myself

When is the moment any man 
become a mistress unto himself

Is it in fact the day before he falls indefinitely victim under his
new...

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If memory be a wizened
rainbow string of cotton candy

With i best trying to win in a 
traveling fair a goldfish circling 
in a bag of...

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stop telling me, trying to persuade me
that you won’t do what you do no more ‘cause
the first time left me blind but now I see
it...

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Poor is my life my place

Class is my social cross to bare

As doors i know will rather be
slammed in my face not opend
up for the...

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Tonight i come i write as not me
but for thee

With fashioned , gifted , borrowed , 
lender pen

On behalf of or partial to other's 
those...

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Pining for my love
Wrestler, Sassy Moose Jaw Sal
Body slam scripted












Poem composed: November 24, 2020
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Throughout and over a period
of time 

Our numbers may
have been cut taken and dwindled

Yet thankfully love increases
exponentialy upon every anniversary

We light a candle in your...

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Wow

The spaces an idea or thought
can elevate or drive the spoken
or written word towards

Be they cursid dank and dark 
or brighter than a fireflies belly
or...

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If i was a betiing man 

I'd go all in and bet my
none exiting inheritance

That just as many people die

On perfect day's

As on the day's

Wishing...

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Some ink runs, not all ink fades.

I'll be damned you think you can win that easily.
It's true your words captivate and tease me.
I can't even...

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An old wives tale of modern day

Say's do not eat before you swim

So why are cookies compulsory in order
to surf the web ?

A plethora of...

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Just how low can i go ?

I really couldn't tell you 

I haven't hit the rock at the bottom yet

Depth is not so much a...

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The Giant's

Of the wonder class
With outstretched looking ears
And pierced whistleblowers lips

Never had a mother
To sew their name into
Their favorite clothes
Or a home with a wardrobe...

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You tell me i am loud

So much so i could restart the pulse of the dead

So what if i am ?

I am what is says...

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12+ year's but who's counting

Since i stopped marking the anniversary

Of our final touch and kiss

And no 1 to blame but me
And all my baggage of...

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