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Napkin poems

1. By closing time the pretty ones looked tired too. That helped. The bartender wiped down the counter like he was erasing a crime. A man I used to sleep...

Could you please shut the fuck up?

The couple at the next table arguing about politics. The guy at the bar telling a story like he’s Hemingway reborn. The TV spitting out bad news no one...

SOME BIPOLAR TYPE SHIT AT THE PARK

no I don’t wanna go for a walk you fuck you want me to walk around this park and enjoy what? these fucking trees? and people picking up dogshit and their screaming,...

Holding the bong

it's 11 o'clock at night & i'm striking the bong standing at my window, staring at the lights, pondering the universe & the past i can't explain much about what has happened or...

VOMIT

at this party smoking a cigarette with sun in my eyes my face flushed out of breath I just threw up and only the fly in it cares

I GUESS I SHOULD PLAY FRISBEE OR BUY AN ICE CREAM

it’s 75 degrees the first real nice day since winter I’m staring at a patch of grass with a confused look on my face like I should be doing something...

Phoenix, 1965

In a park near my home some big fucker who didn’t like my face took a swing at me. I blocked his right hand with my left & by chance my Tiparillo cigar smashed into...

Shaving my legs

I take the razor all the way down my leg a thin line of blood arcs over my thigh it looks like the first color of a rainbow at night I keep staring at it then I use bath water to clean up...

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