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Poetry

http://derekcalavera.wordpress.com/

My political, literary, and love poetry all in one spot.

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  • Prison

    Posted on Saturday December 5th, 2009 at 17:29 in poetry, sex, prison, christmas, literary, hedonism

    secret infidel hedonism breeding isn’t even on my mind but reading is seeding this vixen eyes unwinding my mission comepletionism, Christmas. Love. and fucking Prison Systems. ...

  • Success

    Posted on Tuesday December 1st, 2009 at 19:34 in success, america, sexism, monument, excess

    Is it sexist that successes are measured in such excesses? ...

  • No Accident

    Posted on Tuesday December 1st, 2009 at 03:21 in poetry, love, Secrets, literary, hidden, accidents, sharpness

    I know that that “I love you” was no accident or force of habit. but what of love hidden under sewer grates and flown tied onto ankles of carrier pigeons? love like blades lurking beneath cloudy water ready to butterfly those who dare wash up thi...

  • Ice Cream Cone

    Posted on Monday November 30th, 2009 at 01:59 in poetry, love, Chocolate, ice cream, acid, anger, literary, vanilla, dairy, ice cream cone, swirl

    A softserve cone swirl half-anger, half-denial sprinkles of shock and after it goes down smooth and creamy lactose-intolerance acid-reflux the hearth in my chest cannot be fed with sugar and the kindling is screaming as the fire dies down ...

  • Paradiso

    Posted on Friday November 27th, 2009 at 04:40 in christianity, poetry, love, apples, paradise lost, milton, adam and eve, garden of eden

    while i was reading paradise losti came across adam and eveso i imagined you as eve and meas adam and we werebeautiful like apples it just so happenswhen you think everything is lostyou come across someone to believeso i imagined you as eve and meas ...

  • Something

    Posted on Friday November 27th, 2009 at 04:29 in poetry, love, conversation, teenage, words, butterflies, flavors

    Something splendid in this night butterfly nostalgia and pretending we aren’t still teenagers I haven’t worked these fingers in too long, not like this not wrenching them inside my chest How is it that my words continue to come out of your mouth?...

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