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So I
combed
her
hair
and
softly rubbed
her temples
and kissed
her fingers
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I wanna tell ya
that I love ya so much
with your volumes of Steinbeck,
Poe, Dickens and such
Saddle those ponies,
we’ll ride ‘em yet
If we could just stand up
we’d do it….I bet
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Different from the odors in your one room apartment
That have died in your curtains and slept in your carpet
And clung to your bathrobe
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....talking to worms
and pulling hooks
out of his fingers
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I’m just your ordinary poem,
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