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Thursday, April 8, 2010

Shitty Poetry

The birth of a new day
New pen on a new page
New work with no new wage
A new stage
For the same old actors
The same factors
Plowing us over like over-grown tractors
Like
Poverty, lack-of-plenty
Selling for ten when
It's worth twenty
Because you need the ten
And you'd take a penny
When there's so many
Like you
Broken down
Beat down
To the ground
Bark like dogs
In a third-rate pound
Your in the lost
And found
'cause your money was
Lost
And never found
So turn around
Turn things around
Do your best
Don't make a mess
Before you hit the ground

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Corner to
dirty
Corner, we
mark
each spot
our
own, like
loving
chess pieces -
King,
Queen, King,
Queen -
Check, Checkmate
on
my heart

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New England highways fly by
-your hand in mine
Your firework eyes
-strike the iron in my mind
-and set off sparks in my heart

1 comment:

  1. Not shitty at all, darling!! Especially the last two. You are amazingly talented!!

    <3

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