Out The Window Of The Place I'm Staying
Some of my friends
the older ones
mostly
have probably
not found
shelter in
this blizzard
When it is over
they may
have to separate them
from the
concrete
with
shovels.
Be thankful for what you got
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Great Grandma
Great Grandma married Great Grandpa
poor Irish girl and poor Indian man
Great Grandma
used to get beat by Great Grandpa's mom
Great Great Grandma
because Great Great Grandma only spoke an Indian
language and not English.
She got hit by a train.
Lots of us Indians got hit by trains in one way
or another, but this was
literal and not metaphor.
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I Got With Her Once When She Was Drunk
I used to be part of the grunge scene here
now I'm just grungy. You could kinda
tell which ones of us were hanging on for dear life
and which ones were just hanging on to the scene
and buying expensive flannels. They moved on to the next
big music thing. Pop punk I think.
I was a decent guitar player but we can't all be
Kurt Cobain
but at least we all don't have to be Courtney Love.
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John T.
Think today
i'm in one of those
unhappy social justice moods
so let me tell you about this -
Birk the pig shot John
and Birk walks away disgraced
but alive and smirking
John didn't -
blood all over the pavement
while onlookers scream
at the gore
and the injustice -
now we get to raise
a totem for John
and we pray
while the dumb ass anarchokiddies
break stuff
but either way justice
is mysteriously absent
John I hope
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Rich Kids In Black
Sometimes when I sit hoping for some change
or a burger
these kids come up and they're dressed in nice clothes
but they have all these stupid spikes and makeup
like those guys from kiss
only mean and less fun
they see my sign that says
'write poems for cash'
and they tell me they write too
these little spoiled brats
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Plague Plague Plague
Dead dog dead dog
Guts all down the freeway
in a dirty red streak
fur all mangled lookin
like Bob Dylan's hair
Plague plague plague
My dog's name was Missi
after this cousin I kinda
didn't like
but I never hated either
one to where I wanted
a dead cousin or dead dog dead dog
Plague Plague Plague
My cousin never writes
so I don't know what's up with her
but I know I got a dead dog dead dog
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Support Our Troops
Crotchety old insane homeboy
with the scraggly ass beard
got holes in his socks, shoes, and his heart
and that ain't no metaphor -
guy is deteriorating.one piece at a time
Got his life in a shopping cart
but you know they don't even let
him into shops/
even if
he's got some cash from
telling people god bless as they had him
change
If they got any because man - this debit card plastic economy
hurt our street economy pretty bad
Funny thing about this guy is 'he's got no faith left'
so each time he tells you
god bless
he's left wondering
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