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Afternoons I like to drink
at Angel’s Bar on Flores Street
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Hi, she says.
Guess what I'm wearing?
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Things I love at Thanksgiving
by Cisco Kid
9 lines, 14 comments,
on Oct 9 9:57 PM 2005. In Love
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I don’t like the way Marissa plays...
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After the open mike reading
she came up to my room
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My kite bobs in the wind
flutters its tail.
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Sometimes six weeks
between when she blows in
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I don't get down
to Padre Island much anymore
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On the roof in a lean back chair
my boots propped atop a wrought-iron rail
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She drinks wine
and writes poems
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Two AM, I sit in a corner booth
alone by a window.
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The pull and push of want...
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The waitress at the Waffle House...
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She thanks her luck
another baby won't come
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temporarily down for revision
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From the kitchen she saunters
long legged in cut-off jeans
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dead things on the ground
by Cisco Kid
81 lines, 54 comments,
on May 20 9:27 PM 2004. In Love
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"I think this cut
will need some stitches"
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Just press the barrel hard against your brain
squeeze the trigger end it quickly...
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I backed her into the wall
beneath the smiling Diego
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Sometimes women get confused
about the passions of a man
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No, I didn't die.
That's just a rumor
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She hauled me
to the gym last night
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"All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream"
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I came by to tell you to your face
it’s over
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someone at the university poetry society
lost her mind and invited me.....
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I'm high as a kite on Colombian red
in a room on the thirteenth floor...
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Once I lived next door
to a good ole boy named Boo
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I open the folds
of her terrycloth robe
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