Rainy day shoes
Sometimes I feel like I’m suffocating
Slowly drowning in the shallows I’ve been wading
Like someone pulled the plug on my fun and I got caught in the currents.
Sometimes I feel like I’m expiring
Time stamped on my forehead
A date worth desiring
Some days I just don’t want to be happy
Wake up with a fake smile in my latte cup
Drink up
Day drink
Can’t sleep
Wanna fall apart
Don’t speak
Cease to exist
And blow away with the breeze
...Mondays
They’re for the birds
Every one has me feeling like I’m perpetually two thirds
Like a piece is missing
Goodbye kissing
Always losing
Never winning
Second rate
Fifteenth place
I heard the shot
And froze in place
Concrete shoes
Made for running
But it’s okay
Because she’s stunning
Hide the flaws
Beneath a coat of fake paint
Face paint
Hide your fears
Dry your tears
pretend you’re a saint
You’ve got to be okay
Not a cloud in sight
But somehow overcast grey
You know what they say
Can’t get a rainbow
Without a downpour of rain
Boots. I need boots.
Vibrant yellow
Perfect for perpetually rainy fellows
It’s 10 am and I’m over today
This poem won’t end
And I’ve got a headache
....Yay
Submitted: December 21, 2020
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Bert Broomberg
I enjoyed reading this. Well done.
Tue, December 22nd, 2020 2:54pm