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Saturday, 02 April 2011 20:05

Bouncing Back

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He swore off marathons two years ago
Coaxed by a friend, he trained again
and finished the race, but slower
Satisfied at his return to sport
Telling friends he was pleased
to report he accomplished his goals
Brushing aside the slower pace
to be expected after a long hiatus

Saturday, 02 April 2011 20:00

I Have A Boyfriend

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“I have a boyfriend” she says

as I milk sighs and moans from her breasts

I know this will be over soon

because the mother hen is at the door,

yelling for her chick.

Monday, 28 February 2011 23:44

Adolf

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Later they lined the streets

with bone rails

while the ones that weren’t dead

stayed indoors

peeking through blinds.

The image of an angry man exploded across

the clouded sky like a mirage a wraith an omen.

They expected someone to fight for them.

And this one did.

Yes he did.

Monday, 28 February 2011 23:43

Hookers on Archer Avenue

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Late evening, early morning,

I search the night for whores,

young, bloody with desire.

Night streets are silent streets

except for hookers and their Johns.

One wants the dart of groins

the other green eyes in dollar

sacred treasures-

snatch the wallet, a consecrated craft.

Both hit the streets quickly

satisfy needs quickly.

 

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