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Show Poem… Hello Yes It is you that I’m looking for (for Nan) /Sept 12 / Replay Lounge Lawrence, KS #poetry 

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I am the dark and you are the light
The light of my life

Like a fine wine
Getting better with age
Or a not so fine wine
Sprucing up a pizza on a Tuesday night
Intoxicating me
In so any ways
You help me see things
Differently

My straight thoughts are crooked
My crooked thoughts
Are Twisted
Deeper and deeper
Sinking smiling teeth
Into a rich and fertile soil
As though the dirt
We’re made of chocolate

Pine cone sap on my finger tips
The smell of early Autumn
Stretching and softening
Devouring all things green

A fountain of youth
Forever discovering
Crawling on hands and knees
Like a sweet and happy baby

Silver pink sparkles
A passionate girl
But unmistakably
All woman

I’m so psyched to be
Chilling with you still
After so many years
Sometimes it feels
Like a blink of an eye

Jamming in context studios
On ave A

Flying across the world

You lost your shit and screamed at the doctors to give me antibiotics
When I almost passed out in line at the clinic for my ear infection

The road has not always been smooth

When the chips are down
You are the one that I want
By my side
Dancing in the dark

The wind beneath my wings
The feet beneath my words

Hello
Yes
It is you that I’m looking for

poem for new york

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driving fast on the FDR

how you walk down the street this is my walk boom boom boom

are they models? they look like models.

pierogies at veselka

rapid conversations hands hands and then you couldn’t believe it she said.

no, what i’m saying is about identity she said with a toothy smile……how are you in each moment fully yourself?
slice of pizza at 12:30am matt and I walking the lower east side and the streets still crowded. cool nite air still don’t need a sweater taking it to the subway  a little girl asleep on her dad’s shoulder.
walking with friends all day – getting into it. heavy and light conversations all of it  awareness new levels -we’re like oak trees in the middle of our life big leafy branches swinging around now with confidence and what’s next? the constant motion of this city I saw a woman completely…

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Show Poem: At best I accommodate the leaving… July 12/ Evansville, IN / PG #SchwervonPoetry


Disturbed by
The over use of the word love

Extraordinary emotional moment
Something escapes me slowly
With no reason or pattern

At best
I accommodate the leaving

Hide the dying fly
With a cup of coffee
Biscuits and gravy
Half empty Sirachi bottle

Addicted to pretzel shapes
And cheap nuts

Busy hiring others
To promote your lack
Of promotion

Slicing through mountains
Bleeding boulders
Pouring dreams out
From the trunk of our car

Drunk tweeting
I’m so old
I don’t give a fuck
Bullshit you’re better than that
My people!

Waking up at 8 going to bed at 5

The under use of the word love

We’re not just running a business here
We’re fighting a war
We are building a life
It would be so easy
To just take the medicine
Connect the dots
Punch te click
But
Something has to change
It might as well be us

We support the change
We spear the fish
And then we spead the love
All around
Like peanut butter
My friends!

We dance close
We get it on us
And then we
Spead it around
We share