early, but we're both up
for a little
monkey business
before work.
why not?
what are we living for
anyway
if we can't have a slice
of cake
once in awhile.
even it only takes
five minutes to devour.
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- the Christmas gin and tonic
- live and let live
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- the cardinal at the window
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- she hasn't changed
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- left behind crackers
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- one of a kind
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- finding our natural home
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- nothing is lost
- ten years ago
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- blessed
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- the divining rod
- unconditional love
- the clearing at the pond
- dry ice to me now
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- a slender bone
- breakfast could wait
- the party light
- it's a yearly thing i tell her
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- woman across the way
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- i'm on my way
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- intruder in the night
- let me get my pants on, hold on
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- still on the nice list
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- freeing the art from his hands
- the year end game
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- the poem yet written
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- the music of words
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- busted for peeing in the woods
- cleaning up Christmas
- i need a new scale
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- reflection in a store window
- the ruby slippers
- knock on wood
- piano legs
- full of baloney
- walking on eggshells
- an interesting demise
- ain't over until it's over
- relentless
- open it
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- when the phone rings
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About Me
- Stephen Chute
- west springfield, virginia, United States
- these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters, with humor and pathos, emotional complaints of the soul 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.
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