I'll take your silence as refusal, par Icarus

Icarus

I'll take your silence as refusal

To my favorite person

I don’t know

if you read these things

But if you do

I’ll take your silence

as a

refusal

I won’t go there anymore

The place is now yours

If I am wrong just respond

And tell me so

(2014)

Just know that you have been lied to. By other than me.

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Never again Will I be the means Used to deal my love an injury Never again

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I want to have it all A full meal with all the flavors Of the single morsel You fed me

inequality

Take care In how you engage the battle of who can care less. though it may

The Cost

Our love cost you dear It cost you all A price I would have willingly pa… Though that cost Sadly landed on you

bittersweet

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Sticky pieces

There are so many things I’d like to say to you But when I see your face My mind just goes blank I’m terrified

Late bloomer

I thought I was the adult I had the years that is without question But experience and wisdom Those were yours

Who am I?

Who am I now? I’m not the man I was before You’ve changed something Done something big You’ve opened up a door

The catalyst

How was it possible? Why on earth Did it never happen Before? How did you change

Waste

Youth is wasted Proving you are a man Seniority is wasted Lementing lost youth

We cross one another

In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched

Carnal knowledge

Everyone thinks they know what is best. The path they have chosen Must fit all. Knowledge of Right and wrong

Fear actualized

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The rain

Here comes the rain To wash away All the things the could have been Here comes the rain ( again) A cleansing flood

Scrap Metal

Driven too long with out coolant With out lubricant, my wife Blew the head gasket on the old Buick century. Now lifeless on the flatbed. Wait…

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