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~ are these the last ones / or the ones that'll last? ~

A new collection of poems written by Olan L. Smith starting 2023; all right's reserved.

I am moving many of my singly published poems into collections, and in this collection will reside all my sonnets I have written, and will write in the future--I hope you enjoy. Love, peace, and freedom, Olan L. Smith aka Cotton Jones. (Cover credit, Olan L. Smith; c. 2012. The number 14 symbolizes the number lines used in a sonnet.)

❝ Perfect is an illusion, rather than a deception ❞ ━━━━━━━━━━ Hundred of times, trying to put my imaginations into words, it's become an ultimate passion to create some poesia by the name called poetry. Let's see what happens. As the 30 days will be ended with 30 poems of different concept. #4 on poetry [ 27.6.2022 ]

we're all beggars here, clawing at each other's sepia-toned loneliness ... || caffeinated afterthoughts and lovers' vomit ||

~ singing in hopes of being sung to ~

Exploring the intensity of duality through poetry, life, death and everything in between.

The title is not my idea but it encapsulates what some misguided soul thinks of me. I intend to milk it for all it's worth. Milk it? Paints a weird image for me considering my distaste for the stuff. This! is a collection of poetry. The flavours will vary so mind your step. It's about a boy with a flair for the dramatic, struggling with a flower allergy. And yes, he does work in a flower shop that sells scented roses to unsuspecting two year olds. Point is, there is no sense to be made, but all the fun to be had.

"life is slow dying. so are their separate ways of building, benediction, measuring love and money ways of slowly dying." ~ philip larkin