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as we metamorphose

...as we metamorphose

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submitted : 11/6/25

two points of a straight line
birth and death that need to 
lightly kiss, after plunging depths 
dissolve ...

Categories: throating, allusion, change, character, creation,
Form: Free verse

streets of solitude

...after doors close    after hours    when scarlet neon flickers out    red-light nights fill voids of need    my body is a ripped flower    my throat tingles to the burn of vodka-fire    gleaning the ...

Categories: throating, business,
Form: Free verse

Generation X

...Written By:  D. Collins 12/12/23


I'm noting how the new generation will not be fooled.
Lead into going all out in deep throating the Jews.
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Categories: throating, youth,
Form: Crown of Sonnets

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Forked Tongue

...Written By:  D. Collins 11/22/23


With war crimes against Putin, we were aggressively absolute.
Yet, seeing cities being leveled, the l...

Categories: throating, anti bullying, bullying, war,
Form: Crown of Sonnets

Not Me

...

Trump in court is not what black people want to hear.
We have a kinship with people terrorized for years.
I explained the reason in poem a time or two before.
I will never deep-throat like an ...

Categories: throating, black african american, children,
Form: Crown of Sonnets

Her To Her To I

...In my bedroom the three of us all high:
her, her, and I: pass methamphetamine
in circle, her to her to I, our lean
mannequin forms pressed hand to leg to thigh,
one on my left, one with a school ...

Categories: throating, drug, lost love,
Form: Italian Sonnet

The Bull Does Not Always Die

...The black smooth rough hide of midnight dark
Rivulets of dusty sweat leaping off
As he ran and dodged and feinted and attacked
The man, day-glo matador, flashing eyes and sword.

The baying crow...

Categories: throating, animal, death,
Form: Dramatic Verse

I Love You I Love You Not

...I.

Beirut I love you.
My feisty grandmother
is throwing rice from 
balconies
Bullets, bullets,
in the sky
shooting fate in the eye
what a merry wedding. 

II.

I saw Abu Saed
The cab driver in debt
...

Categories: throating, places, love, i love
Form: Free verse

What's Good

...Tell me what's good
because it damn sure ain't me
I'm broke, jobs ain't hiring my souls crying
thinking I ain't gone make it 
thinking GOD overlooked me when he handed down his graces
I'm just t...

Categories: throating, hope, lifegod, god, me,
Form: Bio