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...some nights I'd sneak out and listen to the radio in my Dad's old Chevy - children need solitude - they don't teach that in school...John Geddes

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...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ...John Geddes

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...no good writing flows from a polluted well - you can write about monsters, but you can't be one...John Geddes

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...I don't just wish you rain, Beloved - I wish you the beauty of storms...John Geddes
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...true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...John Geddes
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...I retreat into my fictional world where everything makes sense - but even there I can't even control what people do...John Geddes
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...wherever there is society, there is authority and the temptation to disobedience because our individual wills refuse to submit...John Geddes
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...you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...John Geddes
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...you fantasize about me reading my poems to you - it doesn't work that way - I write down everything later - living is not an after-thought...John Geddes
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... here's what I believe - sometimes God has a Plan B...John Geddes
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You cannot teach art–you cannot make a soulJohn Geddes
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After life has broken you open, perhaps you may create artJohn Geddes
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...if you always move in certainty, your writing will be flat - creativity is a rugged terrain...John Geddes
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...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something — isn’t that what love is all about?...John Geddes
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...art is weaker than life - in the end I have a bag of letters to scrabble into order - rune tiles to cast my fate...John Geddes
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...how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads - your patter, my patten - I explore the liturgy of your words...John Geddes
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...being with you was so easy and natural - there was no strain - I never had to guard my words...John Geddes
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...all this time I've been worshiping you - when other men wanted to kiss you, I've been offering the praise of my lips...John Geddes
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...you know I wanted a Madonna, not a whore - I made you sacred offering you my words...John Geddes
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...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ...John Geddes