Poems

The Most

The Most here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in drag here comes nothing to do all day long here comes another night […]

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The Retreat

The Retreat this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into worn […]

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The Shower

The Shower we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and peaceful and she’ll watch me […]

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