poemetry

the works of America’s greatest living poemetrist, alive or otherwise.

2021-4-13

even the good things
cause me pain.
i don’t handle life well,
so when things
are not good….

2021-4-12

how selfish
do i have to be
to take care
of myself?
i’m not exactly….

2021-4-9

“suffering is optional”
which sounds awesome
(yippee!)
until reminded
“pain is unavoidable”….

2021-4-6

i failed myself
again today,
but that’s alright
because
“failed myself”…

2021-4-5

the early morning song
of the early morning birds
in the cool of the early morning spring
reminds me
that soon these birds….

2021-4-2

being alone,
as i am
as we all are,
a being, alone,
a human being….

2020-4-1

23,500.
that’s how many days,
more or less,
i have been on
this planet.

2021-3-30

today i am using
the correct pen.
funny how that matters
in my head
and nowhere else.

2021-3-29

a room full of kids
being kids
and a son
i haven’t seen for so long
that he now has….

2021-3-26

i was supposed to be living
better than this;
that was the agreement
i made
in exchange for being free….

2021-3-22

life is hard enough
without the need
to start over
every damn day.
i wake, tired….

2021-3-21

you are asking a lot
to ask me to
care about others
when so few other
care about me.

2021-3-19

i keep hoping to find
that secret crime
locked inside my head,
that heinous act
committed against me….

2021-3-18

some people can afford
for life to be unfair.
literally.
i cannot.
i cannot pull out….

2021-3-15

you pick your god,
and i’ll deny mine,
and the other 7 billion
lost and hopeless
will do as they choose….
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