Sex at the Mall

Poetry by HR Creel ◊ StreetArt Photography by ILL 69ER


youth pass by

eyeing on another

I am just trying to buy

a pair of sneakers

to fulfill my regimen

of work procedures

they are all spinning

in a soup of their own


looking for what they

think is beauty

but their minds have

not seen it yet.

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She Knows
there is nothing

to escape the dark

world I have made
my house of lies

has many jagged edges
how do you hide

your bleeding

from someone you love?

HR Creel is too old not to write.  His poems also appear at I Am Not A Silent Poet, Blood Root Poetry Blog, and other pages.

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