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Once More for Making Sure

Release the heat and lick my soul with cleansing flames. Once consumed, I will be free of earth and space. Onward sentimentalities; give our embrace tonight – is certain. Turn the dial and etch the settings. Once more for making … Continue reading

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Hold Me Hard

Angels who walk me past, and show the sights, but never ask. Don’t let this pass – this trail of hot blooded cries. I will tell and let you know – just how it feels. Even sliding and hurting upside down, I’ll beg the … Continue reading

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My Grump and Grind Act is Back to Feast

Back like baboons – full of grumps to grinds; my pleasures are theirs. They obey my commands! You guessed it old world, my new world troubles. The monkey house riots, are back in town. Here little monkey with feed-song screech. Claw … Continue reading

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Her Breath Greases Grip

Hair sweet movement – stops and starts while breath fixing down, way down – she hangs to life. Oh, she sees no end in sight. Poor baby lost in lust, an addiction to white boys and servants. This is final she … Continue reading

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Little Striped Suspenders

It isn’t my imagination that floozy shoes and little striped suspenders are worn at all. Be someone; and those shoes just dance for you.   2011 Barry Comer

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Enhanced Storytellers

Pieces of flight and characters who boast their stories, enhanced storytellers some,
who squeeze more of life, when one was enough. Continue reading

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Touches Tongues and Help Me Past

Spread yourself smooth and white, giving me access to your dreams – to your myths, beliefs – your expanded mind and godless experiences. Is it possible you walk among the deceased and see the composers? Do you touch their limp … Continue reading

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Collapse at The Water’s Splash

It was confidential pomade
and stunk with blush –
with some fuzzy,
almost freaky bass. Continue reading

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Diver’s Pearls and Fingers Laced

t is night and weeding time,

des moments clairs

and being chaste.

7 minutes on a dime,

we all imagine,

her fanning bare,

with diver’s pearls

and fingers laced. Continue reading

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America the Beautiful

who demonized our little tap dancer; the Sermon Dream Continue reading

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