LOVE POEMS

Love me tender please live forever.  Love me two times babe I'm gone away, one for tomorrow one for baby's sorrow.  Love her madly love her badly.  Love's a melting pot no love's a tossed salad.  Love's forget it,  love's a day designed to sell Hallmark cards and lube, love is patient love is kind of gonna fuck you up bigtime.  I'll love you forever I'll burn candles at your alter for always as long as I'm living my baby my baby.

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Unchivalrous eunuchs, uncaring unfeeling unimpressed bored and distressed, shopped out, copping out diabolical mommies boys, loners without boners, hand wringers light thinkers, medicated overrated unexamined need a shaman take me to the nearest jungle, DMT smother me, climb a wall jump the falls, the one with crosses from teenage losses, take that plane be insane, F.T.W. although it troubles you, find a way to not stay to be okay.

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The Secret 

read self help books like nobody's watching

pull the covers back on the other side of the bed and sleep for two, lay a bowl of granola out for "bobby" let it get soggy

squeeze your eyes at night and give it life, smell it so hard you can taste it

eat alone in nice restaurants, always look your best

hold your own hand, visit psychics regularly take their advice regularly

never settle in your own apartment, don't hang pictures and let plants die

when you dream, make it count

make it sand beaches and drives to nowhere, escargots in Paris on Valentines day and a thousand rose petals in the john

jacuzzis, hotel rooms, lobsters, and long walks, floor to ceiling paintings of you, you YOU

tell bobby to rinse his damn feet off before showering, you're not a molly maid for christ's sake

resent nobody doing nothing in the other room

visualize leaving bobby's hometown for the last time, if you believe it you can have it

mentally pack up half your shit in boxes

cry for two                                                                                                                                    
have things the way you want them for once

visualize wrapping your hands around an imaginary steering wheel then run that fucker off a cliff

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love is heaven to the lonely, heaven is a place on earth and that place is piled to the ceiling with "worthless junk"

love is stripping the moldy sheets off your lover's bed and adding them to the pile

there's so much crap in there you could open a store and nobody would shop at that store of broken dreams

so it would be more like a museum of lies and secrets

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Window seat on a rocket to space is a nightmare that turns into a dream: blue sky, a cloud that hits like two tons of bricks, a turbulent break through the atmosphere as the view turns pitch black then stars appear and you're crying all the way hot wet sobs of joy even though you might not make it back.


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No knack for the future, cashed RSPs and the good kind of coffee all the way.
The sort of best kind of cheese and the garbage to medium kind of wine.
The five dollar t-shirts but the Claude Montana wool skirt, ruined in the dryer.
No yard just hotels and total recall trips to where ever.
Imagine a shallow expanse of turquoise water, where you can walk out forever and never be in over your head.

If your heart ever gets crushed seven ways from sunday, it's nice to know that the ocean is there waiting.


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