Saturday, November 14, 2015

2 poems

 

Natalie

 

Deep Lebanese eyes

Cow soft

Wet and wondering

Full of angelic blank

Most beautiful of my brood.

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Pity

 

As you curse me

And hate me

Knives to my Eyes

All this

I laugh

 

Love another

I dare you

Indeed you cannot

You cannot give yourself absolutely to anybody but me

I am at the center of your being.

I know this

You don't.

 

Forgive me my cruelty

I am the God here

and I must amuse myself somehow.

 

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Drawing by Emilie (age 6)

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AMA LAUGHS!

 

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