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Day: October 20, 2008

this asphyxiated night sky

poetry

every night there seems
one less star
in this
asphyxiated
nig
ht
s
k
y
.

October 20, 2008 randyribay Tagged night, sky, stars 1 Comment

i miss the lil’ guy

poetry

tiny little guy was he
tiny little guy he was
he would
run and play and topple over
as though his floppy ears
were too heavy for his body
cute little pup he was
pee a lot did he
quickly
faithfully
rightfully
earning the name
mommy’s little
piss-squeak

October 20, 2008 Roger Mugs Leave a comment
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