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I hold this baby,
my goddaughter, the one
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I have fifteen minutes
in a hard chair at the table,
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Whatever it is
I was designed to do
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He took me to a
bad place,
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I felt life
at the 34th Street Station
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Nothing locked opens
easily without
by Dalaney
33 lines, 45 comments,
on Oct 4 8:06 AM
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Into me,
he thinks I’m groovy
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Oh, yeah,
you make me stumble
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They say the old trees
talk after midnight,
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There was a time
when I wanted to disembowel
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She slices
her silver blade
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In water
I am most vulnerable
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He loved
the way a poet loves
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Somewhere out there
an alien is wearing
by Dalaney
8 lines, 30 comments,
on Sep 7 11:44 PM. In Weird
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I fell in love with a man
who played chess
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At eleven
I knew everything I needed to know
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You taught us how to hate,
to segregate, contemplate things
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Beside you, I was small
conversing with your kneecaps
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At the kitchen table
where I eat and drink and worry
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He poses as a poet
every Tuesday and Thursday
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I woke up too late, you were gone
I realized it was time to move on,
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We could go to Cairo if we wanted to
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