TO MY LOVER WHO COMPLAINS OF THE GOATIE
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my chin
is now clean
the roughness gone
aftershave on
would you kiss me now?

mG.
2-26-05

Robert Frost himself! NOT!

As someone said don't leave your day job broda!

lol with ya little buddha!

Zoom to a Mistake
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Once,
I had confessed my love and
You deemed it quite hasty.
Yet, I knew you would turn around
But for my single mistake:

You had entered the shower
While I went to drop off
the Kazakasthani guy and his suitcases.
As I hurried back
Through shadows of summer trees
Fresh memory of your recent kiss -
My lips still ringing like ears ring
when someone shouts too near.
And from the doorpost I saw
You - fairest in red blouse -
Laying on my bed.

Were I granted a wish to alter our past
I would let that Moment endure,
Stop myself and let your pointed eyes cast
Magic. Stop at that door
And your red figure
Forever would I adore.

But I, in my haste,
Jumped on you
To effectively erase
Any chance of quick romance.

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mG.
(2-25-2005:)

I liked the goatie one... hehehhe

No
Go take a hike
Come back
With a pasinaale ganaako kaakhi
She'll definitely kiss you then!

:p was that supposed to be a (jpt) haiku? :s

Cornered Prey
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When I flicked the lights on
Father instinctively grabbed for the khukuri
Under his pillow. Dead Mother's photo turned
Back at the wall must have smiled. Ghosts of memory

Are known to haunt those left behind
Who, like Father, try to defend with knives and torches.
But not repenting yet and luckless against the spirit-kind,
Resot to Liquor to fend off those past scorches.

So in the light I saw
The stupor on his eye-balls glow
Upon dread or deliverance from memory's claw,
Just like a rat before a cobra's pouncing blow.


mG.
(2-26-2005)