I Have A Secret

I have a secret
Scribbling in the margins
The poetry of the opera halls
Burning drinks of gargled sin
A letter to the editor
The words chosen for tonight
The opinions of a fool
Only a pretty girl left to recite

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Hearing The Horns Blow

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Hearing the horns blow
Words formulating up front
The notes mean more
When the tone is blunt
I scratch out a song
Finding life between letters
I’d quit while I’m ahead
If I knew any better