David Barger

David Barger is the publisher and editor of Titanium Bound Writings (www.titaniumboundwritings.com). He is the author of “Bottled Up” (An Ovi Projects Book Publication 2010). His poetry has been published in Connotation Press, Word Riot, Haiku Ramblings, Word Salad Poetry Magazine, Ovi Magazine, Zylophone, and Nebo. He enjoys spending time with family and his two Boxer dogs


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	Some form of purity by David Barger The brink of winter is upon meMoving up my leg like a cold hand;Each chilling fingertip up my spine.Its breath deep within another lung.Rain mimicking mist, mimicking rain,Mimicking some form of purity.
	Lies befallen me by David Barger I have lied to my childrenLike a disgruntled employeeAllowing them to believeIn Santa Clause, and capitalizingHis name as though he really exists.The tooth fairy, Easter bunny,And lady liberty are all colorful
	Sightings of Bigfoot by David Barger My feet leave behind bear imprintsFrom the strange resting of each heel,And the toenails are always longSince reaching for them is a lingering thoughtThat is why many have believed in sightings of Bigfoot

	A Whisper Awakens by David Barger The room is full of clutter,The room is full of clutter - Though the emptiness is loud,Though the emptiness is loud.The loud room is full of emptiness;Clutter is the though.Silence is unbroke
	The Passionate Bi-polar to His Love by David Barger Come peer inside my brain;Notice some spare parts remain.The kindest words for you I sayUpon this warmest time of day.Now what the hell is deep withinWith your breast on top my chin?Some may call this act a whore,
	Layers Revealed by David Barger Peel back the vinesAttached to my head;Peel back white onionWhere tears were once shed.Peel back the skinWith worms hiding beneath;Peel back the toothpasteThat sparkles brown teeth.Peel back the
	Slug Slime by David Barger My youth stands before the rain spoutWaiting for a long ago friend to moveAway from the spouts strong secure opening;He removes the extended opened endRevealing a massive multiple of slugs.I lean down in
	The dragon begins by David Barger Creeping into the crevices and cracksSurrounding my desk.Feeding off what strength remainsWhich shields me of complaints;The floorboards creak from the Continued pressure of weight.My thoughts become polluted
	The human spirit by David Barger Is both forgiving and forbidding.A common thread of unity- Translucent, transparent, and transcending.Unique by comparison,And fierce as a competitor.An hourglass of love and hateWhere every single emotion collide
	Yep, it's about that thing-a-ma-jig by David Barger Before The Silence of the LambsWas it ever known the origin Of the now famous wording mangina?Did someone once famous everDo the tuck and hide technique,Of course it would have had to been Some male role model to
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