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crowbuzz · 7 years
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Skater Boys
They got my last name wrong, but my poem Skater Boys appears in the latest issue of Madness Muse Magazine.
  http://www.madnessmusemagazine.com/2017/02/28/1-poem-ronald-j-huffman/
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crowbuzz · 7 years
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The Many Headed Reasoner
The Many Headed Reasoner
I hear the voices of words in juxtaposition I decipher with a creation of reasoning in ways which the impetus was never intended
I fictionalize elements of theatrics in my head and feel my way about as though I have intention yet, when I wake up scattered from a dream, I feel I have got hold of a grand intention with purpose and origin, though the origin is unknown.
When I get in the car I become…
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crowbuzz · 7 years
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To Joey
To Joey
The winter came before the rain could soak the salt from my eyes, the seasons changed but the sores remained beneath the burning ice. What is glory if spent too soon, we give it up before we know our time could last. Now nothing remains but the bottom of the hourglass. The leaves that lie where the apples fall, pulling worms from the sun, lying frozen from life and abandoned. melting away,…
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crowbuzz · 7 years
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Broken Child
Broken child what kind of man have you become no one’s child you’re half the man you wanted to be
Inspiration brings to you to the smoking gun tell me, what brings a person to kill a loved one is it because you can’t hide from who you are deep inside polarized, devil warring angel you couldn’t kill yourself so you killed someone else
Broken child what kind of man have you become No one’s child for…
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crowbuzz · 7 years
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Naked, Around the Corner
Naked, Around the Corner
Naked, around the corner in the freezing drizzle hunched over and spitting is the lover of the dream eyes lowered and wheezing he moves forward knees shaking, chest heaving.
It was a temple down the street that gave him his cover It was the comfort at his feet it was his lover toward infinity with its bell peeling. Still, he makes his way while the others are sleeping.
In the grass he spent his…
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