Here's two poems with no name
that I'm presenting instead of blogging.
Look forward to another post this Thursday.
Til then, enjoy.
Here’s the truth
I did love you
False, I lusted after you
Words are hard for me
You know my public school education
Never taught me what television really meant
But I longed for you
Lesbians, L words, libations
I was drunk on you
Like spiked punch
While you kicked and pulled
Until you were free from my gaze
I was like an owl
My eyes full of you
You must have felt invaded
As I tried to land on you
But you let me fall
Allowing me to see the truth
And the floor up close and personal
But just like the old lady who bangs her ceiling at me
I’m over you
My imagination of you
Overshadowed the shallowness you stand ankle deep in
Your personality is Quasimodo’s face
And I know I’m exaggerating
But I have to
You must be demonized if I’m going to find
Someone like who I thought I knew
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I break your bubblegum machine!
You old fool.
You old abandoner.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You encourager of my childhood.
You man-child.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You comic book reader.
You comic book giver.
You comic book sharer.
You comic book hoarder.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You job loser.
You world shutter-outter.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You poor example setter.
You poor self-nourisher.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You mama’s boy.
You mama mourner.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You brother mourner.
You brother hoarder.
I break your bubblegum machine!
You non-consulter.
You family shutter-outter
I break your bubblegum machine!
You niece and nephew enrager.
You violence inducer.
CRASH!
I broke your bubblegum machine.
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