Herbert Nehrlich Poems

'Your lips are huge',
he said, and salivated,
'I wonder if I could....',
it wasn't until later
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Three utterly pathetic
drops of a foul emetic
lounge on the P/H site
they are not very bright
...

I sat in front of my computer
and read the new Computer Tutor.
Inside my quiet little house
my cat was searching for a mouse.
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Nothing adorns and decorates
a pewter concrete face.
The Moon shines listlessly
its dim and yellow light
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Perfection, seldom seen or heard
is similar to a rare bird.
It hides away from man and beast
and ripens lke the baker's yeast.
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It was a long way down,
not all of us had that far
and to go into such turbulence,
what did not help at all was
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When age and all its dried up masters
have finally caught up with you,
though you're not ready for disasters,
'is this seat ta...how do you do? '
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I sit by your pillow and watch you sleep,
sit straight as a willow, and ready to weep.
Your poor chest is heaving,
the doctors are leaving.
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The elevator stopped to beep.
Two girls got in, they were alone.
One mentioned 'underwear' and 'creep'
in slightly hushed, embarrassed tone.
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I see you still, just standing,
soft shoulders, slightly drooped.
It was a German train of punctuality,
a trait one did expect but not that day.
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