Chris Bending Poems

it is bright out
sunny even
this is unfamiliar to me
i like it bleak
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today I stumbled across something, quite, harrowing
I met a man, underground, he had tapedeck and sax'
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, an eruption of sound
I was bemused, puzzled, I asked what this was,
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i long for facial hair
to caress
i want to tickle lips
mine
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i know a dancer
a flurry of limbs
around and around
like a spinning top
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