dishonesty
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confess if you will or don’t
confess if you will or don’tthat you’d have bedded your hand on a bible to swearto the lies that you had no want to seethe rouge on her cheek to hearhow her voice soundedto smell the alcohol in her perfumeto taste her kisses lieand tell me you wanted only to ask her name Continue reading
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to the face of the father
Here’s a bit of a rant as I left it in the 1990s, when I was younger and had things to say. I don’t know if it’s something I want to claim. I like the thought development; at the same time I regret having been so raw. I rebuilt the thing yesterday— added a few Continue reading
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