2 more poems

conrad by nick nelson conrad was a butterfly and floated on the breeze he fell in love with betty a bee with beautiful knees there was nowhere he would not fly to impress his beloved to fall into the datk abyss he needed but a shove lovers are forever life is but a spark that lights up a tiny planet and leaves you in the dark daohne by fred flynn daphne was a robot in the corner of the room edwin was a savant encapsulating gloom daphne was pointed toward the universe’s end edwin had a button but never pressed send fred was a janitor making his nightly rounds daphne and edwin were never afterwards found

2 poems

albert jones by dog e relaford i have a friend his name is albert jones he isn’t real but i feel him in my bones albert is an outlaw and loves the human race he has beautiful thoughts and is kept in his place he walks down the street like a cloud in the sky no one says hello i wonder why bruce by genghis gilgamesh bruce was a guy who never found fame he never won but he played the game some knew him as smith some knew him as brown he was born on a bus but lived downtown his mama left him when he was just a child he did what they told him and never ran wild he was just a guy who never found fame he never won but he played the game

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by nick nelson





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