Category: Poem
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Pleasant Words
I’m not sure why you have to say it Any preceding words of integrity are negated You have a pretty face but an ugly mouth Maybe you are a comedian, but why did you have to let it out And you, you’re an artist I don’t know, maybe you’re trying your hardest What about all…
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Terminator Playground
It was strangely like a scene from Terminator A preschool playground I metaphorically said I’d pass by it later The place closed down for a few years because of COVID Today I passed it by and it seems it’s reopened I pedaled past it on the way to work – the building next door The…
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Thanks for Today
I want to say thank you for today Sleeping in till 6:30 and watching my black coffee sway In its mug as I placed my bare feet on the imaginary rug in front of my space heater I get distracted trying to read Leviticus but I’m still a believer My long run was like a…
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It’s Time for Your Appointment
Are you feeling disjointed? Overweight? Stressed? Can’t do your job? Depressed? Is your old doctor a snob? Well, it’s time for your appointment We won’t let you forget We’ll send you a reminder via email, this poem, and text Your money—uh, we mean, your health—is important to us Come on in and we’ll listen to…
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The Cave
My heart is physically heavy, it’s like a dumbbell A magical one that can flutter Controlled by my cobwebbed mind It’s a mythical hell My words stutter My eyes are blind My very presence is an abhorrence There’s no delivery The bar is unmet All I see is a fence But there’s a place I…
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The Cliff
I’ve been standing on the cliff for some time now It’s beautiful A tall brown ledge overlooking the sea Up until now I’ve been afraid to look down It’s like a picture on Zillow I have a perfect view of the billows The water’s gotta be cold Where I stand is lukewarm Maybe the water…
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Icicles
I’ve been looking at icicles the last two days I admire their form and the way they hang All crystal-like, sharp as a knife Clinging to roofs, dangling from cars Dazzling from tree branches, shining like stars What do they remind me of? Strangely enough, people Some are just hanging on Some are shining like…
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Driving the Strip
We were driving the strip Parallel with the boardwalk In the ocean’s grip We sang along to the lyrics like they were written in sidewalk chalk Our shoulders were sunburned Our long hair blew in the breeze as the wheels beneath us turned To my brother and all his friends, you were a tease Taylor…
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Pressure
There’s an invisible weight I feel it, I carry it Can you, do you? It makes you feel like you can’t breathe It’s like being a cave diver Or like being on fire Or being spread between two pieces of thick bread It’s sitting between two people It’s four eyes critiquing It’s grasping for meaning…
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