With every heartbeat

existential poetry by Dustin Dawind®

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AT SEVENTEEN

I learned the truth at seventeen That love was meant for beauty queens And high school girls with clear skinned smiles Who married young and then retired… And those of us with ravaged faces Lacking in the social graces Desperately… Continue Reading →

SUMMERTIME

Your daddy’s rich And your ma is so good-looking, baby She’s looking good now Hush, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby No, no, no, no, don’t you cry JANIS JOPLIN

50 WAYS TO LEAVE YOUR LOVER

She said, “Why don’t we both Just sleep on it tonight And I believe in the morning You’ll begin to see the light” And then she kissed me And I realized she probably was right There must be fifty ways… Continue Reading →

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