‘he knew but didn’t want to believe’
thank you
for betraying me tonight
this bar will thank you
drained wallet
drained bottle of scotch
drained heart that made
a fucking mess of the place.
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‘in search of’
we’re all in search of something.
he’s in search of a strong cell phone signal
she’s in search of any signal from her man
he’s in search of a way
to keep the woman at the bar
from elbowing him while she talks
but she’s in search of an ear;
more salt for her margarita.
the old woman’s in search of the tissue up her sleeve
the dog’s in search of a fresh patch to piss on
the baby’s in search of its voice while
the parents are in search of quiet and they are in search
of a platform to be heard.
we’re all in search of something.
it lends you a sense of purpose
yet leaves you horribly undefined.
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‘cougar’
she’s hitting 50
hem of her shorts
hitting her chin
keeping with the times
unaware her moment
passed her 30 years ago.
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‘café’
let’s meet in a café
i’ll draw your portrait
if i could do justice to myth.
i’ll lick latte from your tongue
then write your name in my cup
let’s sing poetry
and confuse the patrons:
they don’t understand cobblestoned meter.
you sway to jazz
and i’ll grind to blues
juju to my gris-gris
risen spirit to my blood.
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‘comic’
after awhile it all becomes nonsense
her at the top of her lungs calling him so prick
—ish
him firing back how did things get so fucked up
—ish
if they didn’t crush each other
time and time again
they might actually find it funny.
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‘and here i’m worried of my pimple’
1, 2, 3
he drains the beers
down his throat
no apologies for
the belches or
his thinning hair.
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‘fourth grade homework sucks’
her eyes swell with tears
no one her age should hold
and i realize all at once
her soul is far older
than the tender skin
that contains it.
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