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What if you weren't there
billy blew his brains out and no one noticed billy blew his brains out and no one cared billy blew his brains out and you ask who the hell is billy anyway? well, what if billy were you (D. James)… more →
Disposable Poetry
the dog at the end of the tunnel
D. James wrote 1 year ago: yellow toothed dog stares through blood-shot eyes in my nightmare drooling I know he wants me for hi … more →
nightrider
D. James wrote 1 year ago: The half-moon laughs as we tear up the road screaming at the night With nothing but chrome and black … more →
Mirror, mirror
sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Eros is sore EL SEBBO … more →
Delicate
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Delicate isn’t my name and yet I am moved by the imbecile gently led by his father down the st … more →
There's no place like home
sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: but we sure wish there was EL SEBBO … more →
Bad ear (or I should get a medal for doing this)
sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: My ear is shot Haven’t slept in two days and here I am writing this miserable poem Is it frien … more →
Anniversarery pome (To my partner in crime, DJ Eldon)
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: no candles but fireworks no explosions but roman candles we have written pomes for one good year now … more →
If not
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: poems are free like a bank robbery a good fist fight or a major break up I said poems are free I did … more →
Another mystery
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: The white veil of morning creeps around the house The birds are black notes and their song hang froz … more →
Em-ba-ra-ssing (To DJ Nic)
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Went to a party last Saturday and all evening I wondered if my fly was open because the zipper was b … more →
Burn all flags
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: The blue of the sky crashes through my open window and a few birds sing to welcome the first rays of … more →
A view with a room
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: If I move two inches to the left does reality remain the same? EL SEBBO … more →
Stuck (or why we are poets)
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Reality is not what you make of it Reality is what you don’t want it to be EL SEBBO … more →
Sunrose
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: The sun rose today but I missed it my eyes still blinded by night and punctuated by stars The sun ro … more →
A clap of thunder
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: A clap of thunder in a clear blue sky or the strange reflection of something not quite there are our … more →
Hermosa corona
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Hermosa corona shining high above the clouds just out of reach of my wanting fingers Hermosa corona … more →
Dusk
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: It is the time when windows are becoming walls and children voices are elongating in the gardens It … more →
Routine
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Q: Why can we always feel when something bad is going to happen but never something good? A: Because … more →
Temperance
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sdoubinsky wrote 1 year ago: Drink as much as you can Speak as much as you can and in the outer limits of your words will you fin … more →
