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Herman Shorts

Herman Shorts

if ever someone is

if ever someone is
my dearest ear
who hears
my truth
as theirs
and shared
i will have then
what has always
never been and will
unfold myself as i have
never been and always
hoped one day could be

(2013)

Autres oeuvres par Herman Shorts...
chronic, yet pressing issue affecting development, function

unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,
ideally, a metaphor captures it

love me past the edges, stances and masks, deeper than i know things.
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Mothercake

Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
disgraceland

here in the middle of the bottom of the lie how obvious
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purpose

yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
he got to die

finally, without knowing it was coming, he got to die. it was great. like a birthday party clown, he was equally the center
 1
design fault

you are guilty of failing to love and understand me, like a dog is guilty of failing to speak or use
 5
the nature of the enemy

if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost
song for baby mia

we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
Pavlov's girlfriend

I dream sometimes you surprise me and it is surprising that I don’t immediately realize I’m dreaming
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labeled falsely

I understand the tattoo now “VERITAS” on your wrist, only there because it is entirely absent everywhere else.
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it by wasn't the told of so

life and even one good thing– anything, a course in wonders becomes? no school, thanks not for me. no lesson one so likes declaring to find itself legs. no
third circle (completion)

first fruits hardly a handful, the garden
that's what she said

man, it’s hard to come down from impossible hopes seemingly
the rub

something you need makes you its bitch, yes even as it isn’t coming, no when love stands you up & all the more sweet



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