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it's all a dirty trick
the arsenic face of
the moon
love shaped like a
bayonet
rooms and hearts so
empty that echoes
drown in the
vacuum
it's all a dirty
trick
we never stood
a chance
we never stood
a chance
we never stood
one goddamn
chance
Published 8th May 2021
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8th May 2021 5:19pm
8th May 2021 6:24pm
8th May 2021 5:33pm
8th May 2021 6:25pm
The gods are laughing at us ( at least they have coffee and chocolate).
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
8th May 2021 9:41pm
a dirty trick ... or a game we don't understand ... which maybe amounts to the same thing
8th May 2021 10:03pm
8th May 2021 9:52pm
Hey bk ... Hallmark is on the line ... lawsuit pending ... nice poeting dear poet ... I can always count on you to tell it like it is ...
8th May 2021 10:06pm
Thank you, LilDragonFly. I don't know about you, but I'm sick and tired of the tricks and games.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
hugs,
buddhakitty.
4th Jul 2021 1:59am
I've always thought that those poems that have a repeating line really drive the point home, but this one felt like a revelation.
Great spill BK.
Great spill BK.
4th Jul 2021 5:16pm
