dare is another word
dare is another wordfor letting your hair down
I can hear you now
even as you face the mirror
rubble at the edge of town
preachers groping for young boys
singing like angels
in the market closet choir
dreams of common decency
whirl like a late night dervish
in a glass of pina colada with ice
constantly melting away
there's no remedy
for a lack of empathy
no way around
careless complacency
Poetry by Bob
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Written on 2016-10-15 at 23:10
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