Poem #2: On the Radio

Under dim lighting
And the strong sultry smell of coffee
He tells us stories of graffiti
Tic-tac kisses
The piece of heart she left with

I feel dull pain
when I close my starry eyes
And drift about on his black, sad sea
And remember all he wants to forget
I remember
I drift

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Poem One of Oh So Many

Come here for a kiss
Appearing dismiss
The shape of your brow
How it leads me to hell
Tell me now
These stories you sell
Show me now
Those horrors you tell
Until they are mine
Sweet searing divine

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Re-vamping

Well blog... it's been a year since I've ranted and raved and put anything on your pages.  This is quite sad.  So, what I've decided is to turn you mostly into a poetry blog.

I don't have much to say these days in words that aren't poetry.  Maybe I'll have an insight now and again, but that's why I keep a journal. 

So, brace yourself.  Poetry madness is coming.