near sighted
birds
steering
towards death
into windows
and glass
seeing their
own reflection.
in love with
themselves,
perhaps.
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- forget about it
- the dropping ball
- the thirst
- the printed news
- into glass
- the new hair cut
- sunny days
- take two of these
- word for the day
- the blue pencil
- directions
- chopping wood
- the next day
- no big deal
- the apples
- it's easy
- barely assisted living
- the gift sweater
- the sparkling wine
- the missed kick
- the gift pony
- already there
- the cold
- remember the time
- what is to come
- a stone in hand
- wishing well
- the 'oh well' stage of life
- fat man
- why don't you shut up
- bad news
- making room
- anything is possible
- roll on deodarant
- tis the season
- people you hate
- the morgan
- the green flag
- cake with candles
- what did you say?
- don't tell anyone
- the white board
- no rolling pin
- what can santa do for you
- the green room
- a room without light
- see you at hagan field
- king of the world
- in the morning
- just walk on bye
- once upon a time
- receipts
- the old bar
- two tragedies
- sex phone operator
- chinese dry cleaners
- troopers
- to come this far
- force of nature
- not now
- workshop this
- pressing the button
- the wag and wiggle of you
- decorating the tree
- can't all be winners
- never far from home
- across
- the ice box
- the apology
- the office party
- the christmas tree
- and now you
- not enough
- the walk
- in the bag
- taking pride
- coffee talk
- among the scattered clouds
- relics
- faster
- sugar cookie
- the laundry of our minds
- my nigerian prince
- the in between
- press 9 for operator
- land ho
- the feral cats
- the corner gas station
- epiphany of love
- the insurance salesman
- martini time
- falling apart
- everyone together
- oysters
- communication
- coconut heads
- where am I
- grocery shopping
- a room with light
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
1 comment:
this deserves at least one comment.
near perfection.
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