“Poker Lineage Smith” 07 08 2010
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He fought for beauty in the world
Against false pretense
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The written word in broken cursive
His best defense
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Scribbled down on traveled streets
Smiles providing comfort
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Glances a second to meaningful meets
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Lights and sound from rumbling tires
Hearts of stone or burning fires?
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Drives the wheel with knees
His words flowed with ease
Where should one say please?
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He opens a door of chaotic solitude
Is he home?
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Thomas Paul Murphy
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Copyright 2010 Thomas Paul Murphy
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