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3.1.11 - 3. Poem, 3.5.11
3.5.11
By bugeye
Sometimes life is in your face
Up so close it closes out everything
Other times you are so distant
It all seems like the stars in the dark blue
And the journey between the two
Is either slow and painful
Or fast and painful
Joy and gladness imitate pain
And pain is often joy and gladness
Or so it seems
Life is
Here I am and what the hell
A seed that grows
A rambling road
A gamboling youth
A gambling man
A cardboard box
A pigeonhole
A hunk of meat
So maybe that is why
Your kind words
And your hot eyes
And your wet tongue
And your crazy smile
And your soft cries
And your rough touch
And your slow thrust
And your…
Don’t stop now
Don’t leave now
Mean so much
March 6, 2011
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