Category: number
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Time?
Inquiring minds what to know… Where oh where did all the time go? Where can it be found? Is it buried in texts and notifications? Did the numbers and dials break off the clock And fall to the ground? Can the lost be regained Or has it been fixed in place like a window pane?…
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Ten Toes Down
This poem is dedicated to my Dad. Ten Toes Down I reach for my phone to dial you at home… only to realize you’re gone. I tried to forget about you. My heart wanted to move on, but I get lost playing hopscotch on the number of our memories. I’m at a thousand, but I…
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Talk That Talk: Emotionless
Talk That Talk: Emotionless you’re just a vibe you’ll be in some other chick’s bed by the end of the night and that’s just fine so don’t go playing tricks with my mind acting as though you’re sincere when that’s just a lie and if there’s one thing i hate… it’s wasted time don’t leave…
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