Author Archives: gablesworth

About gablesworth

Hello, I'm Sean. Writing is something I need to do. I like to share so stop by anytime. please.

DOT COM Y’ALL

GOING OFFICIAL AT WWW.SNGBLR.COM I’M PLANNING ON WRITING MORE THAN JUST BAD POETRY. THANK YOU.

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Aesop’s Prenup

Where were we the moment when we imbued hatred and contempt? On a rocky path in the forest of life, Thoughtless children with no compass. I can not recall specific places, though I’m fairly certain our selves was shipwrecked. No … Continue reading

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Black Friday

  Hey!!! We are all looking forward to this! It is going to be a great night, so if you live in NYC don’t miss this!

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Bring It On

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I Am of Death

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Salinger’s Bunker

I ache for the gift of telepathy, For kisses, and black and white pictures. I want you to be an extension of me, and we, together, wear the masks of scavengers.   She said, “Let me in!” and waited in … Continue reading

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Phoenix

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Hermagoras of Whitestone

I want to know who lives in that dark house Around the corner, what Rene Magritte was Thinking about when he painted those shrouded lovers, When will I believe in myself, why do I feel compelled To create anything at … Continue reading

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Forces of Satan Storms

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Valentine’s Day In Junior High

We kiss, and our tongues make an alliance, The sacrilege at the end of a long bar, The patrons hate public displays of affection But not us, we can’t help ourselves, We’re begging for bite marks and bruises, Our conjoined … Continue reading

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