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Hey, Diddle Diddle
Hey diddle, diddle A homeless man’s fiddle Is playing a city to sleep Snapping strings don’t heed A more vital need For some goddamn quiet and peace Hey diddle diddle, The neighbor’s will quibble About the nighttime symphonies He says … Continue reading
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Tagged bones, city, death, fiddle, music, night, nursery rhymes, parody, short poems, violin, white girl
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Landlocked
I whisper into The shell of your ear Pressing my lips against You, There is nothing softer Than You leaning your elbow Into the crease of our Thrift-store find couch My face against Lobes As I hear The ocean churning … Continue reading
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Tagged breath, breathing, bukowski, chaos, evening, love, micropoetry, night, nightime, ocean, sad, short poem, short poems, white girl
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