Oh thou… who were very gentle and mild
Who always lived with me
Tried to make me a human not wild
Always showed me a precious key

Thou looked left to right up to down
Found something to pour out
Being wearied by the busy town
Thou decided to fade out

I stare at a thing now
Before I stared and thought
I knew you were there no
To have you I struggled and fought

Oh the poet in me please leave me no
For I will exist than live
I want to pour out my soul more
You have helped to give

As long as you consist
Somewhere in me
I will live than exist
With the help of thee

I have no religion
The one I have is in the lock box
Love is the closet form of prayer
It’s around every corner, waiting, wanting

Love can start anywhere
On line at the post office
On the C train headed to Penn Station
Shopping for avocados in the market

Even if your heart has been splintered
In a million shards of scrap
Go to the lost and found
The clerk might be holding flowers

Live, Lust, Dream, Laugh
Smile through dark clouds
Pet a dog, give money to those with less
Love yourself, Make this the day…

Filling my eyes with tears
You went… leaving me behind
In the evening you fill my dreams
Why do I love you… like this?
You did cheat me, I know
The hurt is written in the heart
But before your eyes
I am servile… only you know why
Feel like meeting you again
Tomorrow evening and saying “I love you”
Though I dream only about you
You don’t belong to me, I know…

I don’t know
I don’t like to read
Poems that rhyme
It’s kind of a cop out
A gimmick
That sing song sludge
You call your verse
Take some time
And do it right

What would the present be,
stripped
of this building,
this person,
this winter’s day?

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