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---- word biscuit ----
-- taxing family values edition --
10-10-96 - ray heinrich
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my email address was: ray@vais.net (still good for a few months)
is now: ray@scribbledyne.com (cute huh?)
-ray
< time to rest >
the twilight
your song
and slow
the night starts
like the day
slow
and it is time to rest
no need watching
anymore
the passing day
its fingers
pick your face away
and there
is no need to pretend
it's better to forget
as this night
covers the day
as the next
will cover it
and the rhythm
of your song
in the twilight
listening to your song
against the bank
and the river
silver
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< one blank stone >
picking up a stone
walking on a road
i want to cry
and i'm seven
and scared
of my first day of school
tomorrow
in the morning
the smell of a new lunch box
as my mom
stuffs it with sandwiches
i'm her first
and we both
don't know
what to expect
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< babysitting for ginger >
i was in love
and she let me fuck her
but mainly to pay
for the babysitting
her love was always
somewhere else
anyway
i liked her daughter
and the pay was great
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< ginger says grace >
it's thanksgiving
at ginger's parents
and ginger is saying
a beautiful grace
before dinner
and i'm there because her real boyfriend
is a biker with too many tattoos
and would cause too much trouble
and besides
her daughter
also a ginger
performs much better
when i'm there
so i get to live my fantasy
here's ginger my love
(and she really is)
sitting beside me
and we laugh together
and our daughter across the table
charms her grandmother
and the turkey is wonderful
and the mashed potatoes and stuffing
are better
and i'm doing a great job
playing the fiancee
for this family
who wants so much to believe
that i have made her whole again
and we continue
to have a wonderful time
even while ginger
is throwing up in the guest bathroom
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< he hit her >
he hit her
and watched the bruises
take weeks to turn to yellow
he took his fist
and punched her breast
as hard as he could
and watched her face
as she fell to the floor
and someday
he'll be honest enough
to say it was me
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< ginger's ice cream country >
only today
i got this letter from ginger
saying the last few years
hadn't turned out so well
but that can change fast
she said
there's lots of hope lying around
so next year
i might just be writing you
from my sofa garden
smack in the middle
of ice cream country
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< hello world >
i have some things to say to the world
and this isn't one of them
but i like those shoes you're wearing
where did you get those?
c'mon
you can tell me
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< it must be afternoon >
worries
come and go in an afternoon
but most of us will be around
a little longer
my mother says
as i
say maybe it's time you came to live with us
after all we used to live with you
and she thinks
what i said
is funny
and i don't know
what to do with her
and i don't have
any kids myself
so no one
won't know what
to do with me
oh
it must be afternoon
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< tiny little actually very small >
a thousand
would fit in your hand
but drop them
and come over here
we'll clean up later
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< transaction >
i buy you
i pay good money
and you
buy me
and while i check
for counterfeit
your hand
is already
in my pants
and somewhere back there
we both know we had to pay
but at least for now
we're busy with the ride
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< warm, cool >
It's night
off the gravel road
and i'm sitting on a warm stone
that i thought
would be cold.
So i'm still here
sitting
listening to a cool night.
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< new love >
i want love
and you
need a victim
it's a perfect match
i have my own victims
why just today
the pants i have on
came from china
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< rose street after all these years >
walking down rose street
after all these years
i walk up your stairs
or i mean
what were your stairs
and i touch the door
and remember the color
and the way the number
319
looked
and then i cry
pleased
by all this proof of love
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and all this stuff is (C) 1996 ray heinrich.
you have my permission to copy it and post it as long as it
doesn't involve charging money (kinda redundant, after all,
it IS poetry), it's not part of any pro-republican campaign
literature, and you include: "(C) 1996 ray heinrich - comments
welcome send to: ray@scribbledyne.com"
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