Turkey Day coming: /
cranberries, pumpkin pie, nuts /
and relatives, too.
Turkey Day coming: /
cranberries, pumpkin pie, nuts /
and relatives, too.
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Night stops at the edge. /
Clouds crawl from the horizon. /
Stars gather the sunrise.
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Goblins gather near /
storm the porch as conjurers /
plundering delights.
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Democracy waves /
empty hand behind the fence; /
Wall Street rings the bell.
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Failure stares at me /
feral animal, dark smile /
face fractured with fear.
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Wind slaps the darkness /
folding into noisy flaps /
pieces of the night.
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I fear most being /
a fool before time and space /
when I could have been…
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I nuzzle your neck /
and plant moments of passion /
in folds of warm flesh.
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Your lips renounce me. /
Still, I kiss their feathered tips. /
The edges of flesh.
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Haze lingers like fog /
translucent upon your lips /
passion unspoken.
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