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Loving you

was not my fault –

telling you was.
each letter
of this word
is silent
 Jun 18 paul sheridan
jules
The world’s a lot less kind
than I thought it’d be.
But I‘m still here -
broken, tired,
with a grin on my face
and a smoke in my hand.
 Jun 18 paul sheridan
rick
the
smell
of the
barbecue grill
taunts
my hunger pains
I walk on by
uninvited
with no place
to
go.
There once was a munchkin from Oz
Named Phineas Entwhistle Boz:
     The Lollipop Guild
     Had Phineas killed:
Their reason, they said, was becoz.
I wrote to myself
a note to myself
but forgot where
I put it.
Feeling down today
Friends I knew in younger days
Won't come out to play
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