12:17 A.M
Poem 15 from my chapbook "As Glamorous as a Kidney"
I have this entire garage to myself.
20 minutes to midnight.
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I’ll be back in the kitchen tomorrow
At 3PM.
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Until then I get to be alone
With these little notes.
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Line to
Line.
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“Making something
Of myself.”
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I can be a dishwasher later.
I’ll be a grandson once I’m utilized.
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I’m a lover once given
The position.
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I’ll always be Mama and Papas
Little accident
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As I will always be the seed
Who was given a chance.
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I think of all the hours
Which have passed.
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Forgetting my keys at Chucks
Headstone and having to drive back
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After a long walk from there
To home.
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I think of all the passions
Burning within and how it can
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Only be kept in one place until
It explodes in my face.
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I think of all there is to lose
And all there is to gain.
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Today is finally tomorrow.
My hands are still filled
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With the power to hold the
Next minute.
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My mind still computes decisions.
Its decided the best thing to do
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Now is finish this up.
Carry on once these eyes
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Open again
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