Some Better Poems

A lot of the time I find that I am
writing too many poems;
about heartache and my failures,
about lost love and cruel women,
about my grief and emptiness,
existential crises and my struggle
with odds and fate.

But I can't help but write
and the poems are all I’ve got to thwart the madness
from taking hold.

So bare with me
and I'll
make some better poems soon.
But the topics and the themes
will probably be the same.

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The Old Man's Pen

The old man’s pen
works on
young man’s paper.
Comfort prevails
over
change, it’s safer.
Ill will assails
true peace
and then we lose

Ourselves
Eachother

What we need
What we don’t
What we want
What we don’t
What we know
What we don’t
What we’ve taken for granted,
what we’ve won
and what
we Haven’t.
And then it’s clear
you’ve forsaken possibility itself
and then you learn that
coyness doesn’t get things done
and
passiveness has few rewards.

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Unrequited
Emotional
Investments

Every now and then I like to make
misplaced and unrequited emotional investments.
Seeing the future through profoundly bold testaments
about loving for the sake of sake.
I think maybe you should go and take
an assessment that is a bit more comprehensive
and report to me about why you're apprehensive,
and we'll find how you grew so fake.

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