poetry yo-etry

Hey guys, Happy V-E Day. Let's celebrate our triumph over Germany with some poetry!
Here are two randomly chosen untitled poems along with the first from my next thousand. Hurray for love!

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disharmony misspell again and again,

a girl in the sandy shells,

glasses rimmed tight around her jaws, angry and ugly and true.

a girl with something to prove;

she wanders off into the wilderness and beckons you,

please oh please,

follow me.

but your legs are concrete girders.

you’re a bank; you’re a restaurant; you’re a federal records building

in charge of birth and death certificates.

and the girl is gone.

she screams.

blood in the wild.

what can you do?

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the movies bring violence

,

so that’s stuck in my head.

music

brings serenity

,

and that calms me down

.

literature rips

me

apart

and makes me

laugh.

)

people of

course

only bring

themselves

.

they make me

rejoice and

they make me

curse

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a view of Christoph

Savage

at age 25:

cold as an icicle in May,

he says,

oh yes, I want something.

but

it’s reason he needs.

some sublime

white stucco

crash,

the walls, oh

perfect,

kiss me glamour, I don’t

need

a tiff.