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Donnie Hathaway..

Perfected Imperfection

He is everything I want him to be
And everything he is not.

Music Me

I give you LIVE!

Phenylephrine

Can barely breathe
Congestion is the solider guarding the door
Waiting for me to blow

So I do; often as the dome fills
Then pounds seeking relief
Ahh..ear pop!

Finally, sound! well a little.
Oh boy, here comes snot rolling down
on stealth mode yelling,

Catch me if you can! Ha-ha!
This some BS! Is this absolutely necessary?
Head pounding potholes in sanity or

was one ever sane in the first place? according
To what measuring stick? There is no other soul
To measure against. Cept's for the chiseler.

Nose is presently sore to the touch even
Standing under the shower stream
Brings ache and refreshment

So shower's are done with one hand
In a fist the other palm out catching rain
And stars.

Some hot tea sounds nice and
Warm to the soul.
A nice dinner.

Now all is left is
making love...
Wait, congestion's at the door! Achoo!



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Bitching isn't good, so I won't.

Things are looking up;so am I.

                                  

Milli

Okay, I am speaking you into existence
Won't squander you same as a
Promiscuous soul's dealings with monogamous mate
So come on,
Come on home.

Sunshine Bunny


88 degrees

Rubbed on sunscreen

Slid on swimming suit and

Headed to Fort Greene Park

                 *

Found a spot sun center

Laid out towel peeled off skirt

The birds chirped and squirrels played

Spring mute summer anticipating

                   *

The sun kissed my feet

Caressed my calves and thighs

A welcoming touch; I was held

Attentive under heat's submission

                      *
Cirrus clouds play dancer above.

A puff of cumulus clouds as

Its spectator. In the east a helicopter

Spins in the distance

                 *

Realize I am alone but not lonely

Realize desire to control obsessions

Excepts

For Love

               *

Wind blows in whipping

a smile.

Is this happiness? Trees are

Intricate but simple like me.

                *

Another obsession: Happiness.

Happiness, not contentment. No man

Should ever be content. Aware is

realistic and happiness.

                  *
Fell asleep. Dreamt eclectic dreams

And the unimaginable all while awake

The sun embracing, holding radiating

Enriching.

                   *

Today is one for the records.