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Not Me Really !!!
Robert Hawkins
She cradles his head,
Loveingly in her lap.
Peering in to his blue eyes,
She sences their light fade.
The ebb and flow,
His surrender to the day.
Gently she lifts his head.
Reaching out she lets go.
His head bounced,
Off the coffee table.
Hey! Asshole, you still owe me for the trick.
And my ride out of here.
rlh
Note:
Its Saturday 9:30 an J Js
will be getting all ot an sweaty. If your still here meet me there.
Robert Hawkins has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Robert's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Robert's latest works: