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YOU, look at me.
I look at you.
You tell me this.
I tell you list.

On a table you sit.
You just give me fits.
SMUT - MURDER - THEFT - LIES.
You just bring tears to my eye's.

At one time you were kind.
Now you become a BILL unkind.
I can turn you off any time.
FUNNY - then I'm alone - IT'S MINE.

Out the window with you.
I just noticed a new view.
Now I feel happy and free.
A PLUG - with chain - TELLING ME.




from my poem book DREAMS 2

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SCRATCHES ON THE PAGE,
MAKING NOISE


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