G. Merrick Justice
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Bleeding Lungs
I could just wait for it to clot,
or force it out and swallow it down
nourishment for my stomach -
Writing Again for the First Time
The rebirth of the human spirit arrived as only blessings know how – unexpectedly and under the cover of tragedy.
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Centrifuge - The Danger In Turning Around
If I were in a centrifuge, my brain would fly down to my feet
so instead of the scrambled confusion, my skull would be ordered and neatIf I were in a centrifuge, my feet would fly in to my head …
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I Would Weld Worlds
I would confuse direction
Calling out South in the ways of more westerly winds
All things becoming most pliable -
Singing Again In The Basement, These Are the Words I Scre...
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We, the Monolith of Ages
Within all people, good, bad or lost
To heal all sorrow worth the cost -
Briefly, He Explain the Flash, the Fortitude, and the Fir...
He was a creator of great, beautiful worlds, but he was scared more than anything to show them to others.
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And There It Stood ~ Flashback Poetry
And there it stood,
like a solitary point in my horizon.
So I went to it, falling over myself in premeditated triumph. -
(Poem) She Braver Than Me
Standing proudly by the mirror
and waiting for her pants to rise…
Around I turned to see her true,
unreflected and comfortable.“Unsex me” she said, but I knew it was Shakespeare.
And we had … -
(Poem) A Love of My Life Vs. The Love of My Life
A love of my life came passing and went by
Touching me along the way -
Painter Of The Sky
It becomes a hotel room painting once it leaves the sky;
it just looses it’s luster,
don’t ask me why. -
Categorization
Categorization by rote, brother, mother, father, and me
Tomb, grave, catacombs, and crypt, similar but single -
Ophelia's Last Song
Watery grave accept this lost love,
once with wines and dances brimming; -
(Scene From An Alcoholic Life) Bottom of the Barrel
They are the things you want to run from full speed. These things you just can’t clean off and that you’ll just never be clean of… these are the things I do best.
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Listen to Me All Youth (circa 2004 - Pardon Hideous Rhyming)
Once I was young and bent on money a wife and English to be teaching.
Now I know it was simply reaching.
