Bones spur. Cartilage
tears, splits. Pain takes her sweet time.
Diagnosis: old.
Tag: Poems
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Hours stealing years.
Pulled over for light speeding.
Mom…are we there yet?
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MCA. Mike D.
AD ROCK. Madonna kissed punk
rap domination.
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The neighbors planted
roses, soil dark and rich.
Wait. Those are tulips.
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Blinded eyes. Voices
silent. Splintered benches sit
alone. Football rests.
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Penalty given.
Gloved fingertips stretch beyond
her limitations.
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Gandalf believed in
Bilbo, Shire burglar.
The dwarves? Not so much.
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Blind detective, fly.
Empty mind, shapeless form, fly.
Track suit king, still fly.
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Fall into darkness.
Breath. Skulls, shoulder bones simmer,
till’ downtown appears.
Floodlights and Goalposts 