Category Archives: Poems

Millennial Regrets

I used a plastic straw

At one point in my life

Which means I’ll never have a job,

A home, a car, a wife.

I’ll die reviled and alone

And someone will steal my kidney.

I only hope enough turtles live

To guide Marlin to Nemo in Sydney.

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Mother’s Always Right

My mother told me

“You know you’ve hit rock bottom

“When you spank statues.”

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To A Little Star

When I look into your eyes

I see past the grand disguise,

Past the diamonds and the dress

And paint to cover up the stress,

Past your ever-graceful way

Maintained despite a grueling day.

In your eyes, so dark and still,

I see you as no camera will.

In your eyes I see, unhidden,

Slippers, sweatpants, and a kitten.

Twinkle brightly little star

For those who see you as you are.

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Party Like You Forgot To Take Your Meds And The Voices Are Coming Back!

Everyone is happy.

Everyone is having fun

Until the quiet loner guy

Pulls out his loaded gun.

Everyone is joyful.

Everyone joins in the dance

‘Til that one guy from accounting

Pulls a K-bar from his pants.

It’s at that point the happiness

On that crowded dancing floor

Gives way to massive panic

And a stampede for the door.

Now K-bar guy is happy

As is Steve (He’s got the gun)

Because the flat is empty now

And the small talk is all done.

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The Patriarch’s Lament

Fellow men, we gaze upon

A rather dismal breaking dawn,

The starting of a pinkish hour

Where sticks and stones have lost their power,

Where words can harm and looks can kill

And love is just “Netflix and Chill.”

Her lips that once you moved to kiss

Now move to bear you false witness.

That bed you’ve long longed to be in

Belongs to the procrustean.

The Goddess idol whom you praised

Commands her temple to be razed.

The deed is done, the seed is sown:

Take comfort in the silicone!

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When You’re 25 and She’s 26…

Here I am, a little boy.

How strongly my heart beats

Gazing on an elder swan

Praying time repeats,

For how can I grow ever older

As the world grows ever colder

Knowing my arms will never enfold her,

And facing only defeats?

Here I am, a tiny man

Seeing into the past

A lady, once in a lifetime

Traveling ever too fast.

Many a princess has been misled

Into kissing a frog, but not when it’s dead

And I, but a tadpole, just watched as she fled

And I wish my heart might beat its last

For how can you live with a soul

Guaranteed to miss half of its whole,

Being born in a land whose cruel history planned

To demand from your hand unfair toll?

For a frog may love flying,

But know only a leap, imitation.

So I, left unborn in the past

See my love through a like limitation,

With a heart never freed

From perpetual need

Knowing she’ll never read

This most pitiful seed

That someday just might grow

To a tree that might show

Just how far I would go

So that maybe she’d know

Here I am!

Here I am!

Here I go!

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Mornings

Like the breath of the moon I watched my thoughts

And sang within my heart,

Combining dreams with promises

Into an invisible art.

I listened for the absent birds

Counting seconds before they pass

Which is a more mystical way to say

I was tired so I sat on my ass.

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But What Was He Wearing? (Breathes Heavily)

Obi Wan Kenobi

Was arrested yesterday.

He force-pushed a clone trooper

Who had been in his way.

“In my defense, the trooper

“Was swearing as I recall,”

Said Obi Wan, the Jedi

Who made an obscene clone fall.

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Imagination Friend

They described me as a “figment.”

They told you I’m not real

Even though nobody asked me

Whether that’s the way I feel.

They told you to let go of me,

To let illusions end

As if it were no trouble at all

To walk out on a friend.

They closed their eyes and turned their backs

And said “You’re hearing voices.”

They gave you lots of pretty pills

And, lying, called them choices.

“It’s your imagination,”

So they said and so they thought.

They don’t know imagination

Is the truest friend you’ve got.

They’re offering a tunnel

Ending in a wall of light;

It’s up to you to say what’s true,

To help your friend, to fight.

Who’s to say you’re crazy

Just for seeing what they won’t?

They offer you your sanity

While I most proudly don’t.

So do you leave me lifeless

And go on with real living,

Accepting their reality

And chemical’s they’re giving

Or do you block the wall of light

And beckon me to stay

And live a life beside me

In a state of endless play?

To take the pill and up you grow

Or spit it out and smile?

Love, your imagination friend…

I’ll see you in a while.

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Italy Is Weird

Most people think that XXX

Means that a movie’s dirty,

But there’s a Roman guy somewhere

Who thinks the movie’s 30.

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