Man Hunt
Long live Bill Watterson.
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The Best Feeling
What We All Are
Free Poems In The Park
ROSES ARE RED!
YOU,
Your earrings are feathery
um…
if your skin needs lotion
it’s because it’s leathery!
–Mike:):):)
It’s Time
Imagine
He Hasn’t
He hasn’t messaged you,
don’t look at your phone, don’t dream about him
so loudly that you can taste where your ghosted lips
met his, don’t expect a text at four in the morning
even though you know he was wide awake, don’t
wait
he doesn’t think about you as often
as you think about him.
His heart beat and yours
are no longer
in sync. 
Saying Goodbye
Sweets
the laughter just eases out
we live in a capsule
time slows down
I breathe you in and out
People could be conquered,
galaxies lost,
cities ploughed,
we’ll still be here smiling that damned smile
like we’ve got a secret
and have had one for awhile
hurt piece done
the bad blood boiled, gone
together we fit
puzzle pieces
or dark chocolate in reeses
Marrow Of My Bone
Fondle me
caress
and cradle
me
with your lips
withdraw
the nectar from
me
teach me there
is
someone
–Mari Evans
The Poetry Corner 