j. b. pearce Poems

j. b. pearce Poems


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Dear Phillip,

You took my heart -
Threw it out on the floor,
And then jumped up and down on it…
In track shoes, no less.
At least, that's what it felt like at the time.

You are shower scum.
No, pond scum - that's much, much worse.
If I think of s . . .
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