Poetry
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The city buzzes by as I sway in darkness. They’re clueless to the magic of Pepaw’s porch swing, and I’d like to keep it that way. A spark here, a flick there, then blindness to what waits beyond the gate code. Brass carries on the chilled wind as an invitation to the poon soiree. Can
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Blanket wrapped Head buzzed On the verge of happy collapse It hits The epiphany The most powerful weapon ever created is in the palm of my hand A megaphone for the mind In the hands of commoners and kings alike A direct link from A to Z without ever leaving the comfort of your butt
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A two-person ‘Rengay’ By Veronica and David vh- yellow galoshes puddle evaporates before the splash db- the city exhales its prayers — rain-slick limestone, light reborn vh- step across threshold rainbow appears as clouds part promise of new life db- across foreign lands — stretching prismatic droplets bridge too-distant mists vh- two strangers extend friendship
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Joggers & bike thieves The lemon sees all Snickerdoodles walloped by Batman’s neice Broomhilda Hospital television tickers show investment futures to the dying Singing to the deaf Miming to the blind Farting around Brittany Useless gestures wasted on the undeserving Dell just dropped three points and screw little Joey’s kidney in the Igloo cooler Bro’s
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When all the sneks have eaten And all the cats have yacked And all the laundry laundered I’m glad we don’t have dogs Yo. Poems.
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Where were you when it started? And where will you be in the end? Not asking for proof of a heaven or hell Not breaking a rule; maybe bend Rich men with their foolish endeavors Breathe fire like dragons of lore A family or two is a small price to pay When making a few
The Gonzo Wolf 