Best Poem of A David Abraham

Split/Splat Or Upon Reading Browning
Sometimes when I wander way
I take the often ride
It splits, it splats
It goes that way
With no more room to hide

It hurts more to keep my wits
To let all things go forward
It splits, it splats
It goes that way
In every way untoward . . .
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August Memories
I want the August days to last forever
Beautiful, joyous
Moments of peace
When around you
You know there's chaos
A world that's swirling
Evil like never before seen
All coming to the forefront
All the more makes me
Want to enjoy
These fanciful free
Languid and liberating
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