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The gangster does yell.

The social media Queen,

an Angel’s roommate in Hell.

The world needs to know her,

all must know she exists…

She’s loud and proud of her work,

and the Angel’s at risk.









Simple things…


Over the hills and far away,

roaming thoughts dance ballet.

A moment spent with simple pleasures…

A smoky room

and chocolate treasures.








…I smile at him,

this hard man of mine,

and a light starts to glow in his eyes…

For what lies between us,

fulfilling and deep,

is love…

The most ultimate prize.




Out of line…

He blew my nose

and made me cry,

the pain, sharply exquisite.

The day surrendered

to the night,

unmindful of his visit.

Minutes raced and hours flew,

while time was standing still,

we laughed and talked,

and circle walked,

and lined another thrill.







Once up on a time…

We sit here together

our bodies well fed.

No words being spoken,

nil needs to be said.

The silence is peaceful,

there’s a calm in the air,

I’m content to be with you,

I like the time that we share.







Chopped liver…

Chopped liver isn’t happy,

chopped liver isn’t thrilled…

It was meant to be a good time,

enjoyment unfulfilled.

Conversation wasn’t given,

no offer of a beer…

You offered me your company,

but you were clearly insincere.










Pipe dreaming…

Tired body,

weary soul.

A helping hand

from the old glass bowl…

Forgotten tears.

Rekindled gleam.

Living life,

in a pipe dream.