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The Glutton

In the afternoon, I want to eat, head to the square
See if the snack is still warm
And it’ll be nice to try that hot dog
I know I do this to satisfy myself
I know that lunch is the best part of the day
And the smell guides me to the table

Now it’s so close, see
The food truck line attracts me
Of our dishes, it’s what I miss the most
When we used to eat the same meal together

Where’s ...

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That

I almost regret to write this poem

for fear it may vanish

flicker away like Evan's flame

scared of the voices

that murmurs that carry its name

across the wind

whispers of That

 

but it only lives for a little

hiding in plain sight

waiting to be noticed

so it may slip away

one more time

 

only to be invited back

by the warm, orange glow

of the everlas...

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Endless Now

 

Tomorrow comes never

Today will always last

Yesterday is a figment of imagination,

an insubstantial past.

 

What will I do with this endless now?

Claw backward searching for things that are lost?

Live in search of memories long gone,

chasing ghosts, no matter the cost?

 

I’ve been down that road — 

it travels an endless loop,

repeating the same scenery

d...

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God's Question

 

 

Does a lie has feet or walk 
Only liars have more than two 
Don't listen to a lie as a joke 
Then will help lies to grow 

 

God will ask; why do you lie? 
So get ready for God's punishment. 
Me, you, them, surely will die 
Should keep ready for last statement 

 

Get back soon to the early pureness 
And stop cheating creatures
Just in case you look for happiness 
Be f...

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Can You Hear My Cry

Cry and cry, till I die

Can you hear,  I want you by me

As we used to play

In the long golden grass, 

My beautiful one. Long gone

Four years, but still with me

 

Played till state authorities saw

And stole from us our life, 

Raped us for themselves 

Persecuted us, we ran, not mad

To escape their tether chains cells

Far away, beyond altitude. 

 

For we are ...

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