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cool pose (legends)

     dappled gray-black evenings…rumbles…sound of wheels passing furiously fast over wet streets, skyline inked with fluorescent erections…footsteps of people, lookin’ important but going nowhere…me…him…propped up in plush seats…jazz joint…smoke, bourbon, one lone jazz trumpet instrumentalizing my essence…smiles…grins…cheap surface talk…cigarettes…the raspiness of the MC…can’t identify my feelings…just here…here, here.

cinqku #a

barely-

covered…

my passions rise…

once again wipin’ drool…

free.dom

crystalline #a

shatter breath…what I do is

not accepted…can’t help it now

quatrain

my gaze often peeks

curved physique, abs of rock

what I should be runnin from I often seek

as much as I give I, if only I’d learn to block

zip#a

took his image   lit candles

     removed my inhibitions   damn!

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