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9/5/16 Some short and very short poems

Toy Soldier

 

I slow,

I slowly slow,

I creep...

I

je-

-rk.

I

stop.

 

I feel the invisible hand

claim me,

pushing me,

pulling me,

never balanced,

breaking equilibrium.

 

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...water...

 

Cool water

slides down my throat.

Quenching 

my sandpaper palate.

 

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Signs of life

 

I can hear you breathing.

Quietly pneumatic,

advertising life,

for me to acknowledge.

 

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Thoughts Like Gossamer

 

The clock ticks

louder than thought,

even the scurry of cockroaches 

can break my concentration.

 

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Bony bones

 

Your hand in mine,

rough, tight skin,

delicate bony bones,

squeezing... a skeleton grip.

 

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Kissssss

 

Your teeth nip my lip,

painful but erotic.

I like that you want me.

I respond...

 

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Superman...?

 

Many is the time,

I have bent metal with my bare hands...

too easy, just mash the throttle

and close your eyes.

 

 

 

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