Tag: poetry (Page 1 of 6)

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a lucky shot in the dark

April 28, 2025 / Cheney / 0 Comments

i think of my life sometimes
in the context of Tswift lyrics:
“we never had a shotgun shot in the dark” to
“we are a shot in the darkest dark” to
“august sipped away like a bottle of wine –
’cause you were never mine”
yet, look – here you are next to me
on the couch having coffee every morning
here are your boxer briefs i wash and fold
with my heart full of love and feeling lucky
because i get to be the one to fold your underwear
how easy, how comfortable, how perfect it can be
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perfect for me

February 8, 2025 / Cheney / 0 Comments

If I think hard about it,
you are perfect.

You bring everything
to the table
and offer everything
that I want.

You are dependable.
No matter what, or when,
or with who, you always
provide the same comfort,
the same sweetness
that brings me peace.

You make me melt,
you make me feel addicted,
like I have to clutch you
in my hot, hot hands
to keep you mine
to keep you you
before you’re gone.

When you enter me
there is a shock of sweetness –
sugar, plain and simple.
But the longer you linger,
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delay

November 26, 2024 / Cheney / 0 Comments

It’s been nearly
five years
and I’ve grown
weary
waiting for you,
but you said
the end is near,
the delay
almost over,
so in a few days
I’ll be making room
on a particular finger.
I’ll be as ready
as I’ve been
for nearly five years.
There’s nothing I want
more than us.

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skerry

November 25, 2024 / Cheney / 0 Comments

People think
I’m only joking
when I say
I want to run away
to a tropical island
where no one can find me —
but with my luck,
I’ll get nothing more
than a skerry
to cling to,
and the waves will
keep pounding me
either way.
Still, having the chance,
I’d go.

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rain

November 22, 2024 / Cheney / 0 Comments

For months we’ve
prayed for rain,
heeding burn bans,
losing the chance this year
to sit around fire pits
shooting shit with friends,
watching stars fall,
pretending this is fine,
and we’ll live to see
a better world
before we’re gone.

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