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Tinto
Unwind with glasses of wine, feel fine talk of the past and share laughs. Once you’ve broken the seal one tends to reveal and release. Secrets leak out and the truth fights to vomit out the mouth. BLACK OUT Red red wine stained lips whisper “I’m fine, just going to bed.” Eyes closed and reopen,…
Acceptance, asphyxiation, drowning, drunk, experience, Love, near death, Poem, Poetry, puke, red wine, tinto, Trust, vino, vomit, Vulnerable, wine -
Performing “Patience”
Me: “No dirty stuff tonight” Audience: “Boo!” Me: *reads clean poetry* Host: “you shoulda done two…” I guess the people prefer the dirty stuff.
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Patience
I sit n wait, sipping on cups of crushed grapes. My mind drifts away, with each gulp I take. In a sedated state, I sit n wait. Checking the time, hoping you’ll get here fine. Anticipating that fate will bring us face to face, I sit and wait, hoping this isn’t a mistake. Do I…
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Dissect the Dialect 