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Stormy
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Stormy the sky becomes an eye studying itself and the housetops fail to hold on: the solitary morning jogger rushes upward, where the sky foams and a sky-blue eagle soars drip-dried TV screens are throbbing in despair, the girl's cheek is moist, a bloody tear crowns the fiesta of the lost, and you are nowhere to be found there are no erogenous zones, no naive dreamworks to walk the ocean shoreline, no thickened betrayal beating against the seven o'clock mirror take a look: the sun strikes up again like one more cigarette in a bar on the outskirts of another city, in a different country, along other avenues the wind has not roughed up and you are nowhere to be found: the drapery flattened, live mannequins stare at life across a glass bay, where a city drifts by like a vast armada deprived of mast and sail I wrote this as the as Louisiana.was feeling the torents, of the storm I lived very near there in Arkansas,and have friends who lost alot it took me a long time to bring this to print! the poem is not for the loss of a human woman, it's ment for my fair lady Louisiana      |
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I wrote this as the as Louisiana.was fealing the torents, of the storm I lived very near there in Arkansas,and have friends who lost alot it took me a long time to bring this to print! the poem is not for the loss of a human woman, it's ment for my fair lady Louisiana
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The world deadened by her absense. Most people are other people... FUCKING CHARACTER LIMIT!!! ~Oscar Wilde
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