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Matt Mondschein

Transfer Station

Managed rubbish
Mere nonsense
Lay beneath steel I-beams
Slabs of concrete smell foul
Forty metallic black steps
Race atop the massive structure
Neon green clad sanitation engineers with
Ripped torsos
Striving for a java break
Expeditiously fly to the lounge
Pidgins await patiently for a crack at
Leftover chili

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My Mother Teresa

She limps gingerly
Among the scarred concrete walkway
Clothespins in her rugged
Hungarian hands
She loves Jesus
Apple pie too
Baker, housekeeper, provider
She does it all
Winter, spring, summer and fall
Raised twelve jocks
Who loved sports
One bad apple
Did not spoil the whole bunch
Thanks to my mother
Teresa

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Ode to Patricia

I stumbled upon a beauty
I feel her pen to pen
I long to meet her heart
She must tell me when

I know she has
A heart of gold
As I hope to keep mine true
I'm yearning to see her body
Before I turn to old

She lives a few states away
I want to go there someday
To just give her a big hug
And show her LOVE
My way

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Moonlit Dance Affair

Her sweat glistened skin
Heaving
Rhythmically in the moonlight
I keep pace
I'm in tune
Choreographed, pulsating motions
Captioned by moans and sighs
Sex is love too
With passion reflected in her eyes
The pace quickens,
Rushing, racing
A cascading climax
Two bodies, entangled
Two bodies, in love
One love tonight

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Weeds

Denounce not, the pot
grass grows abundantly
for a reason
does alcohol heal?
do anti this and anti that
move your souls?
healing is a gift
take it not from painful hearts
weeds perform powers unlike
pain killers
hypocrites kill
o does the pill
ire up Johnny
float on high
You'll get by
see you soon
up in the
sky

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My Kayla Marie

Your un-developed lungs
A sore sight this would be
Quickly blamed myself
For puffin' the weed

Ten years passed
We were blessed
Two sons and daughters
Big family obsessed
My disease of attitude
I may never defeat

For you, a warning sign
be peace minded always
for you will see
You'll forever be my
Miss Kayla Marie

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Portis and Coco

Where the hell are my socks?
I have no more
Portis and Coco
are at it again
all are torn, I can't wear them

Portis, the pit
Coco the Shepoo
playing tug of war
with my socks
so it's back to the store

I'ts never enough
to play with a toy
they still get the joy
for some reason, to sniff with my jocks and
tear up my socks

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The Truth

The truth is a knife
That the heart is blind to see
Hand in hand with hopes and dreams
The innocent,
Unweathered heart starts to bleed

The wound to deep
For time to heal
In agony it turns cold
And soon death it feels

Now facing the truth
The heart can see
Hopes and dreams can't help
When the truth won't let
Love grow free

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Political Purgery

Are we better off dead
No more painful miles to tread
No more pain to endure
Famine, disease
A whole lot more

The world is dieing
Can't they see
The constant calamity
Disrespect for humanity

You faithless politicians
With your lies
Sightless eyes
Get it together now
Put GOD on your ballot
Let him decide
Whether we live
Or die

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Six Cats - One Can

This is freaking ridiculous
Six pussys, one can of food
Dag nammit! Why does'nt she feed them, when they're full
Perhaps, even, so much they puke

Then if I'm lucky
They won't eat again
If not, for a week or two
Please people, don't misconstrue
I love pussys too

Just not on a cat
There you go
How bout' being horny
How bout that!

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