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        ---   **Jessy Jacob ❤️**   I miss my in-laws— they journeyed far beyond a path from which no one returns. Yet I feel their souls around us, quietly guarding, gently protecting.   The thought that they are gone twists my heart, as though no blood remains to flow— an emptiness too...

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    "Good Guys Don’t Go to Heaven” PT 1

    Hi. You’re already too close. They sold me with a smile and batteries included, told parents I was safe.    Funny thing about safety—it breaks easily.  Just like bones. Just like promises. I remember my first scream. Not theirs. Mine.   Death taught me patience.  Pain taught me humor.  Every time...

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    MY DEEPEST DESIRE

    Oh, how I crave for your long,  hard shaft It's the only thing on my mind  I want you to jerk it, play with it  Stroke it hard and fast, just in time.   I want to lick it up and down  Suck on it...

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  • City Peace

    The wind howls through my window

    The fire truck siren blares down the street

    The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound

    The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards

    Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

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    • The country may have its crickets, its coyotes’ howl, but this cannot match the window rattling as the EL train passes by. It’s funny how night sounds become familiar so that you can sleep. It took me a few weeks o be able to get to sleep after I moved from NYC back to PA and a more rural setting. -Curt🌹

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    City Peace

    The wind howls through my window The fire truck siren blares down the street The neighbor’s heated argument is in stereo sound The dogs whine in a pitch that rivals nails on chalk boards Yet I cannot sleep without the city’s peace.

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    • Background noise as a lullaby.
      I totally get it.

    • Interesting. I recall growing up out in the country away from the city lights. The pitter patter of rain on a tin roof. The croaking of a bullfrog and symphonic chirping of crickets. The hoot of an owl. Now your poem has got me reminiscing.

    • Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. Home sweet home.. Appreciate you, Cuz.

      Damian

    • It’s funny how I’m disturbed by silence in my city but calmed by it when camping. I think we become in tune with our environment and are unsettled when it steps out of rhythm.

    • That’s a lot of noise but then again you are in the city. If you didn’t like all of that, you wouldn’t be living there. Cool write Fia.

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