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Roughly 10 years' worth of poetry... but only the best. Coffee camping, bar adventures at 17, and sex, all eventually leading to domestic violence survival and escape.
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I fondly dedicate this book to all the midnight coffee-campers in coffee shops and diners around the world.
"My hands are loosely resting
On a large brown steering wheel.
There is loud,
Sensually rhythmic music
Pounding from my speakers.
I am alone."
- [A Drive In The Dark]
"Picking Shards of glass
From a Broken picture frame
I am reminded
Of myself."
- [Nervous Laughter]
"He said,
She said,
The wall said nothing
In reply to all their
Nothing."
- [In Reply To Nothing]
Excerpt
(Yin & Yang)
We're a myriad of thoughts
In a kaleidoscope of dreams
And everything seems real
But nothing's what it seems
The evil that we do
Is for the good of all we know
And when there's no evil left
Then there's nowhere left to go
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