Stevie Taite Poems

Meet me for this one last coffee
So we can kiss our last goodbyes
Sit close and be as awkward as me
(one more look into your eyes)
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Did you spot the girl
Who sat all alone,
On a bench in a playground
Outcast and unknown? ......
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Floccinaucinihilipilification

floc-ci-nau-ci-ni-hi-li-pi-li-fi-ca-tion. (breathe)
On last count it has 12 syllables, I do believe
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You wouldn't write a song and not ask a voice to share.
A balloon's a useless thing if you don't fill it with air.
We wouldn't make a hammer for a nail not to be hit
And who would craft a chair, then allow no one to sit
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Stalking in the shadow of syllables
Drooling at the curves of translucent lines
Slipping your warped finger under the hem of stanza
You transverberate through every victims creation
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Can I cry and get over you now?
Dear heart,
Stop your bleeding
Stem the flow
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On your pillow
Indent made
Shower running
There I laid
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J uncture of the year
A t which we like to make
N umerous null promises
U ndoubtedly they'll take
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The wishes that are washed in tears
Are for a pitied child
Who knows no love and warmth of heart
I wish this reconciled
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