Friday Poetry – Poems From The Graveyard

Posted: July 19, 2013 in Poetry
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*Note: Several years ago I worked for Kinko’s Copies – they no longer exist so I can use their name. I wrote a lot in those days. I frequently carried a sheet of paper around in the really awful aprons they forced us to wear. I would fold up a sheet and cover it with random thoughts or ideas whenever something struck me – not all of it constitutes “poetry” as such. What follows are some of the things I wrote on a random night at some point between 1993 and 2007. The pictures are the originals,  they include things that I am not typing out – feel free to check them out and let me know what you think.

And now, without further ado I present “Poems from the graveyard”

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I know it’s not the way I should be thinking,

But right now I thik I hate evryone

including Mickey Mouse.

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The Cold rush of air hits my face

and I want to sit forever enveloped

in the coolness of the cool-aid

I am pouring on myself.

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There are times when I meet someone and I think

that the entrance to their gene pool had better be closed.

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Feelings wasted, anticipation, depraved mind.

Social excommunication

One way ticket, road to nowhere living in excess

I can’t breathe; I see nothin’ but despair.

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A warm wind blows across me when I see your smile,

I feel safe in your embrace as though nothing and no one

could ever reach me.

I am hidden in your love.

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If someone came along and was able to put miles and miles between us,

I would spend the rest of my days trying to repay them.

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Where will you be when the movie’s over?

What will you see when the curtain comes down?

Will the papers say you could have been the best; will they say anything at all?

A hack just like the rest.

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That’s all, well, there’s more on the pics – check ’em out. Let me know what you think. I’d love to know your thoughts.

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