Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Him


Him


He was convicted of nothing.
The scandal has died away,
Like the guy who died in the traffic jam
The ambulance couldn't get through.
A casualty of politics.
How does he get to sleep?

My Friend


Can I get close to you with only humor?
I know of love from hearsay and through rumor.
You are funny. But you want a friend.
I've affection, and you can depend
On me. I've proven that. Is that enough?
Poetry and shadows. Call my bluff.
I'll be here. Will you? The world is mad.
What we have is all we ever had.
Your voice upon my spirit is a salve.
What we had is all we'll ever have.


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