A Sampling

[kentes]

I'm picking out a few things I've written in my notebook recently.

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Column A
Column B
Clear for all to see
Here did two lovers dine
late night diner stands
Far from sleeping eyes

Column C
Column D
No one else would stare
There did two lovers die
living even longer lies
from point A to point C

So where is E or F?
Hearing voices deaf
but not blind
Just rearranging pairs

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It scared me at first
how alike you seemed
blue fused eyes
and a cocky stare

It scared me at first
how little chance we have
blue hollow eyes
and a cocky stare

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"Lou Reed said
I'm dead
like Paul"

Man, couldn't get much simpler
even drinking with her
within her sullen self absorption lights
of streets where I grew up
got into fights
and for what reason for
what season changes not
the same as years before
Milligrams and centimetres
flowing in my veins with knowledge
of past and present saints
Sleeping with her
hypodermic splinter
Breathing harder

"Stop."

Couldn't get much simpler
even shooting with her
without her
without her.

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I guess that you inspired me
the bees, the birds that stalled my ways
and means of life not living expectations

A thousands quarrels haunting me
the words I never mailed
still sitting in my drawer

You know what there's to say and yet
...you'll never hear the syllables

Communion every annual dance
with souls believed to be the final,
end all epic lovers tale

I swear I'm not in love with you
not yet at least, I hate what has begun
Leaving love but falling more

I know now that we'll never work, but
I guess that you inspired me.

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Anyone who makes fun of me for the topic of the second piece will get stabbed with the fury of a pimp.

K