Tony Adams

poet #tonester Instagram: tonyadamsart

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Inconsistent mists

Ambience sizzles

In which her

Crepuscular demure

Straddling barely

a new soul’s lever

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the days

into light

the numbers

into gods

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A slippery slope

We have not crossed

Our thoughts

Remain orphaned

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Let’s melt

Into the blank pages

Of someone else’s

Story of us

Never letting go

Inside and out

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A spell casted

Under your upskirt

Below your belly button

My buttons pressed

Thoughts blistered

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Just between us

There was nothing

In between us

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Were we ever friends

Or just

In each other’s way

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Only twice

Our eyes locked

Now let’s talk

Just once

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I must escape

From all

We never did

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An instant

The berry split

That alluring second

To quarters and halves

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The five senses

Not picking up

Every way

Your vacancy

Follows me

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Decomposing make believe

Weighing down

Our energetic attraction

Tug of allure

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Neon feelings wrapped

In innnocent tissue

Turns the night on

Everyone’s daze

Of flickering

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Curtains couldn’t hide

What we hide

Day and night

From each other

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Static silence

Tunes its frequency

Muting our dialogue

Of its significance

And not its treble

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Undo at once

That last talk

The lights

And those buttons

Instead

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Emptiness

Fills up

Everything

You were

Looking for

In me