Tag: rhyming
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Binds
Why when we both hope the best We are sporting many scars Due to dine in our best dress Across no man’s table passing barbs. With only feet between us Miles and worlds apart Strangers on a nighttime bus With entirely separate hearts. Why despite a love for you Do other beds entice Why our…
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Hobobituary
Rotten with Druids cider, ruckling out breathy rebel songs Rum ruddled rounded cheeks, angelsheet a bellthroat throng A house window teases warm light, warmer than any fire without; in there is where I belong. In fact this house is the house I bought. My son and I tossing ball, imploring him “go long” The door…
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Divine Dawn Vimy Ridge
Marching with the rank and file Third trench Christmas, it’s all lasting a while. Curios whittled on frontlines and letters from home on a table in a pile Songs with similar airs performed in curious varied style Sitting on hard benches, itchy bunioned with asses piled Slapped knees and all at ease, dancing between the…