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Ruff Bender Poem
recklessness attacks ego
fury attacks soul
adrenaline attacks viscera
middle digit attacks upward
foot attacks accelerator
vehicle attacks vehicle
hand attacks pistol
lead attacks flesh
remorse attacks fury
gavel attacks sound block
inmate attacks inmate
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Ruff Bender Poem
I'm sipping a cup of warm tea while I read, and
it occurs to me how simple and good some
things can be without a convolution of extra
ingredients supposedly to make it “better,”
which kind of says something about life, too,
but then it's time for dinner and afterward
I'm eating a small piece of cake for dessert
and I'm slowly submerging myself in the
sweetness of its frosting and I remember
a time long ago in Las Vegas when you were
only four months old and I gave you some of
my soda, your first taste of sugar,
and how your face lit up,
and the simpleness of your smile,
and how that smile never left you,
and I'm thinking, Yep, that was a good day.
Copyright © Ruff Bender | Year Posted 2017
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Ruff Bender Poem
I see him looking back at me,
Round every corner, round every tree.
There is nary a place that I can hide
To escape my father deep inside
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