Poetry
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never enough
straight from the Tempter’s oven
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virtually friends
don’t judge what you don’t enjoy
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not dead yet.
Do they ever stop breathing?
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it happens to everyone…
He worked hard to look strong
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missed dosages
now I just feel dumb.
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opening?
friendly, yet foreboding.
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Echoes
what will it be when we listen?
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malcontent
buying your love is the end I’m afraid of.
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Sonnet XII – the dying of the light
Perhaps it’s in the dimming gloam we’re best.
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love on the web
If we’re lucky in the end, there’s some joy when hitting “send”.
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know-nothing
it’s heavier than it looks.
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mocked by numbers
Build Me! Your unseeing eye squints in condescension
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on communication – vii
can we trust that they are true?
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on communication – iv
I get tricked by communication more times than I like to admit.
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on communication – iii
making sounds is not enough
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on communication – i
foundations of war or peace
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It’s Coming.
into her cavernous gullet everything goes.
