Two poems

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  1. SleepingHorses

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    I laid down next to a proverbial broken heart
    Then lifted up my literal drinking glass
    And said, "Here's to an okay start."
    You'd brought me in from the rain
    But like the rain stays on the grass
    Long after the storms have passed
    My toughest skin was now dry
    But I was soaked to the bones

    It was all I could do to hold on
    Perhaps I should've done more
    I laid a hand on my chest
    The pulse was not there
    Thus, I laid down again
    Next to a broken heart
    And like an old man
    In his dying moment

    I could only tell myself,
    "Here's to an okay start."

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    The sun sets one more time, and in my mind I can find
    Memories sketched from memory, not quite so kind
    A busted lip shooting words from a broken hip
    No, I can't sleep with the echo of drip drip drip
    Someone forgot to turn off the faucet of despair
    It drains into nothing, but never stops coming
    Like the words of an invisible man
    Is his reflection all that I am?

    What did you do when they empowered New York?
    Did you tell your children it was a misguided stork?
    Delivering the sons of God to their rightful owner,
    Or that this was the act of the ultimate blood donor.
    Now it seems all the king's bitches and all the king's men
    Have gone and put Humpty Dumpty back together again
    And now the whole world has an egg on its face

    She comes up to me asking for the time
    I say I'll show her the time of her life
    That morning, I got her pregnant
    By noon, we were both breathless
    By evening, we were feeling restless
    By midnight, I took everything she had
    When I left, she was thanking me