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Ain’t No Sunshine

We’ve been apart for a while now. I’d lie and say I don’t remember how long it’s been, to prevent myself from appearing desperate, but I remember. The last time my hands were on you, was March 9, 2020, at … Continue reading

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Bukowski

I called him “Bukowski”, because he wrote with the same disdain as the poet, and succumbed to all the same vices. He loved to drink, He loved to smoke, and he loved women, one in particular, me. He wrote often. … Continue reading

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Fast Love

I should probably put the pen down, because I might make a mess, but there’s a few things here, I want to confess. I just dyed my hair, because I thought I saw a random grey, I bought new jeans … Continue reading

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Pictures of You

And it’s Friday night, And i’m driving around, And “that song” came on, And suddenly it’s 2004 again, And he was going to be a rock star, And he played bass until his fingers bled, And his band became family, … Continue reading

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Just Like Heaven

You fell asleep, and I could feel the poem forming in my brain, the words trying to find their place, but I didn’t grab my notebook, I didn’t want to wake you, so I tried to stay awake, because I … Continue reading

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Blinded by Bukowski

Blinded by Bukowski, temporarily, instead of pen, i’ll write in pencil, to ensure my words are me.

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