Poems by Poet on the Piano

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  • I wouldn't think a grown man would resort to...
    Sometimes, the irrational side of my mind...

  • Day becomes widowed;
    I continue to hug my...

  • I wanted to cry, summon the emotions to cascade
    down my cheeks and sink into the dry soil...

  • I didn't know feeling empty could be so...
    - Morning stirs and mixes milky residue into my...

  • I'd always been indecisive,
    so when I asked you to conduct the day...

  • Dove. (2) 1

    Hands tied behind my back,
    the Devil is too loud, playing...

  • I feel different, in that everything I do is the...
    though the world constantly shifts, tilts, and...

  • I want to be
    not just warmed by the sun...

  • Intimacy. (2) 1

    My right hand, a statue
    inches above the coffee mug...

  • Do we love each other's words, or simply admire
    the bravery of carpenters and lives we are not...

  • When words mean nothing
    that is when life...

  • I know how to fall asleep,
    I know how to breathe in deeply...