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T H R I C E B E R I A N

formica flies
droning the fan rush

ghost voices from the set
and car chrome glass
the bitter slash

cold comfort from the last
pile of cigarettes
tear off the filter
and suck in the hot
lick of flame

let the rush burst in
like the crowd that
never left

at night beneath the
slew of stars
out past the hour
of redemption

I dream you alive

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You are unique in the way you word poetry, i think this is a beautiful poem . Regards Roscoe..

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

I agree with Roscoe on this one, it is exceptional,
Yours Ian.T

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There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

I forget that people follow my works...I dont try to lose them..I just get caught up
in the writing.....I wish I had the time I used too to live here and write comments
....Im grateful Ian that you tapped me on the shoulder to remind me like an old
art teacher that abstract is fine but people want to see too...
Thanks Roscoe! I enjoy your works too..will try to come in on Saturday and
sit here in the library for my hour and comment

Thank You Poets! I write for Neopoets poets....thank you

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at night beneath the
slew of stars
out past the hour
of redemption

I dream you alive

EXCEPTIONAL POETRY, Steven...truly exceptional.

joe

Whoever she was and whenever the stars are dimmed by the light of you two together, Yours Ian.T

.
There are a million reasons to believe in yourself,
So find more reasons to believe in others..

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