Foster #92 Westbound

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing.

Submitted: March 01, 2009

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Their eyes gleam anarchy
and in a mess of details
unclean subsides are granted
to wipe the dust off his boots
and provide a catalyst for this change
that we’re starving to swallow.
 
bullet points
are laughable
next to bullet holes
 
Thursday at 1:00
is a plush chair
analyzing another aspect
that I’ve buried away
in the sandbox with Freud.
It strikes me as sharp irony
and just promotes further
posterboys for self loathing.
 
putting pen to paper
won’t do shit.


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