dave's poems, all two of 'em
- kick
- walking through the park
- sprinklers on the lawn
- cold toes - wet boots
- kicking small tufts of matted lawn clippings.
- The fences are down.
- kicking a killer shake
- me to chris
- chris to me
- silence apart from kick
- scrape
- kick
- dave sag (17 May 1993)
Snap
- What a unique condition is love,
- So rarely offered,
- So rarely reciprocated.
- What are the odds,
- What dice roll determines,
- That love, real love,
- When offered unequivocally,
- Should be matched,
- Met half way.
- You can tell,
- You know,
- When you really think,
- This is it,
- It's like wow.
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- Just bath in the glow,
- Learn to accept,
- And hope that in time,
- You'll be the one to cry,
- Snap.
- dave sag (27 August 1993)
