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John Trainor

John Trainor

Holiday in France

I want to smoke Gitanes.
I hate the smell of smoke!
I ache to light Gauloises
And cough and wretch and choke.
I want to watch the world pass by
And eat a mean foie gras,
On fresh baked bread with figs and fruit,
And sweet wines from Alsace.

(2012)

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Done

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One Night Stand

I only have a moment before my hea… Wishing I could linger here, Shrug off the sweet repose of slee… Which is coming, And the darkness fills my head.
These Days

How easily he cries, these days, With thoughts of you. He lies. These days,
ReWriting Tom Robinson

Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way! Hey! Sing If you’re glad to be Gay. Sing If you’re happy that way!
HeartBroken

When you can’t do this, What do you do? You do that! My heart is broken. And I can’t do this.
Hunting for fire dragons in the park

Crisp cold crunch of boots through… Silent, skeletal trees, hiding lit… Yet, you must watch for movement i… For fire dragons can sleep in stea… Still.
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An easy ending?

In the mists of time, Before the dawn, Your name was written with mine. And so we met. And became,
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A bad morning

Grief is like a deep pool you fall into from time to time. One moment you are walking along life’s weary path and the next you are drowning. Eye achingly broken, flogged by tears and w...
The knowing

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Not Long

I am not long for this place, I am short, Of patience, Of temper with fools, Of money,
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The Festival Poet

Today I invested some time. In, The space between the spaces. Pushing through gaps thinner than… A particle here,
Faif wivout Fought

I like to pause and make a note in… I write them spare with meaning ye… A reconstitution of dehydrated mom… It’s good to share. Divine!
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Plea to parent

I don’t want to hear that. What it was you said. No son of mine could be like that. I’d rather you were dead! Things we shouldn’t talk about.
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Eight Lettered Scrabble

Don’t go yet! We have barely found the consonant… I love you You love me Four plus four!
2:08

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