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UNDERGROUND VOICES: POETRY - 02/2012
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JAMES BABBS Always Standing Outside it was always cold even in the middle of summer and it rained a lot but when it wasn’t raining there was the threat of rain and I only smoked cigarettes from other people because I never bought any of my own always standing outside my reflection in the darkened windows watching the women walk past me all the pretty colors waving goodbye as they made their way quickly to some other place A Few More Lines it’s dark now and the silence falling over me like a warm and gentle sleep one more chance to dream again a few more lines before I have to go and you weren’t suppose to leave without me but you’re gone now and I’m on my own waiting for something to happen but I’ve been here for a long time and nothing ever does James Babbs has published hundreds of poems over the last several years in print journals and online. He lives in the same small town where I grew up. He works for the government but doesn't like to talk about it. He has a cherry tree and two grapevines in his back yard and several pesky rabbits. His books are available from www.xlibris.com, www.lulu.com & www.interiornoisepress.com. |
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