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The last vigil failed to meet expectation

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Death hangs by the doornail

And leaves the love with whiskey and cigarettes

I wanted nothing but the truth

And found my repose in her auburn smoke

And flinty gaze

She laughs and dances

In a field of suns and rose tongue dreams

Laying under the tree reading

Its shadow fades my skin

And she spins away smiling fading weathering out

Holding my tears in a vault over her breast

I remember her heart filling the room

And wrapping me up in cotton candy

And the whole world was our bed

Or the room we laughed in

Or her screams and slaps on the cough

            Island

And we needed to swim

When she felt small

And I felt insignificant

And she leaves me here feeling her love in the dust

And sits a bayou queen floating through the carnivals and balls

Orchestrating the fireworks.

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The message of this poem is clean and clear, however the depiction thereof requires a Billy Crystal "Marvelous" The precise placement of the wordage and graphics were mind blowing to me. 10 out of 10. This type of poem can only help to bring in a...

The message of this poem is clean and clear, however the depiction thereof requires a Billy Crystal "Marvelous" The precise placement of the wordage and graphics were mind blowing to me. 10 out of 10. This type of poem can only help to bring in a whole new fold of young into our craft. Way to go.

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Loved the ‘wrapping me up in cotton candy’
and ‘orchestrating the fireworks’. Made me think of Faulkner.

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