Terry Horn - More Poems
robbed at every turn
missed
a call from my soulmate
that
kind of day
in flowers
we trust
hummingbirds
teaching
me how to land
later that night
and
might still be
here
a slow recovery
from stupid
cause it brings
happiness
can
make a rainbow
cry
the sun rise
the moon glow
even birds sing
in your eyes
she could turn
salt and cream
into
butter
then
place it on her
finger
while she
waited
for the corn to
pop
with this dirt
will
plant you today
while
your spirit
stays
next to me
here
with you
wrote this
because
things suck now
seems constant
terrifying
sad
no reason to
smile
like
a hallmark card
about
being robbed
at gunpoint
while you sleep
Miss the pizza
the clouds
talking
the night sky
then
daylight
let’s drive around
or
you can just
come
here or
me go there
when
we traveled by boat
we waited
for spice
ships or
large screen television
from
japan or
korea
by birth
American
by death
universal
it was
close
remember
it was camden
or
someplace
like the irish
coast
fucking ending up
in port
it was close
somehow
always
missing
let’s drive away
let’s just go drive
away
there is no explaining
just a
letter and
it is signed
thanks
appreciate that
appreciate
all your efforts
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