Kevin Mireles Poems

I tremble when I think 
of all the pretty wild flowers 
beyond my window pane.
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I believe I sense
a growing depression
upon my consciousness.
It is forming an imprint
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Mannish boy
everything
gonna be alright.
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Suddenly her words
makes a lot of sense.
Life is about
dollars and cents.
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Freedom and love meet together in her eyes.
a fluttering elegance on a whimsical wind.
Expanding wings of soaring insight,
Her grandiose stories are like poems
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Sunday coffee alongside
a crowded collection
of newspaper conversations.
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They say its consciousness,
or coincidence.
I say its consequence,
that will be our deliverance,
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Me gusta tu amor,
cuando me lo das simple.
cuando complicas todo,
El situación parece tonto.
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Foundational wisdom
warped by philosophical prose.
Four corners of a square
define the true limits of the soul.
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I hate her. I hate her!
I fucking loathe her! !
Such a disrespectful whore.
An antidepressant
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