Poems by Poet on the Piano

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  • How then, I ask you.
    How then can a simple, sinful, 100% human heart...

  • All of this anger bottled up -
    I will someday explode and no one...

  • You said I'm like an exploding star,
    with just a few too many self-destructive...

  • Where are you, old friend?
    When I grew up here, I was a child. Five years old...

  • They don’t call it terrorism
    unless it involves a Muslim...

  • during the summer, i am a juxtaposition of sweaty...
    and it's only then when i am free from the bondage...

  • We meet them with
    violence they are trying...

  • Youth. 2

    I've been
    counting...

  • I am far too cautious,
    rarely allowing myself to be...

  • Sunny days aren't promised to us.
    I repeat this, my mantra, as Fleetwood Mac...

  • This morning, she blared classical music
    from the master bedroom. I know it was to...

  • The other night, I raided my closet
    for traces of you...