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Category Archives: Poetry

no escape

sometimes I want to runleave it all behind meeveryone around me holding the bagI never get too farreality catches me upteams up with conscienceboth ally with hindsightand together gang-beat my egoleaving me to crawl back to pick up the pieces

Posted bybernardsbarnesApril 3, 2014April 3, 2014Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on no escape

just bitter

please, don’t let me bother youlet my sad life disturb yoursdon’t allow my loneliness to upset your momentumyou would curse me for raining on your dayjust pretend I don’t exist and be happyI see you’ve already done thatgood for you

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easier?

when will it get easier? he asks one person responds, never another says, stop thinking about it a third says, fuck you for expecting it to get so

Posted bybernardsbarnesApril 3, 2014April 3, 2014Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on easier?

i don’t mind

press meI don’t mind being pressedmind meI don’t mind being mindedbe meI don’t mind being beenme meI don’t mind

Posted bybernardsbarnesApril 2, 2014April 3, 2014Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on i don’t mind

pathetic, i know

which is sadder: waiting for someonesupposed to showbut does not waiting for someone not expected to showwho does not waiting for absolutely anyone at all to showand no one does still never stops me from watching the door

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neighbour

my neighbours are boringkeeping curtains drawn all daywonder what life lies behind the fabric only one lays bare to mea lonely fat bald mansitting at his kitchen table he eats cereal, soup, or noodles –always something from a bowlevery day, eating from a bowl the way lonely fat bald men doI suppose, still, he remainsmyContinue reading “neighbour”

Posted bybernardsbarnesApril 2, 2014April 2, 2014Posted inPoetry1 Comment on neighbour

smoking in bars

I miss smoking in bars most other people do not then again most other people drink Coca-Cola believe in God watch the news eat chocolate trim their nose hairs talk to their families and read horoscopes so I suppose I’m swimming upstream anyways

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asian samba

I watch an Asian man dancing the samba fascinated, the way I watch a dog chase it’s tail pity he might not get it, I think but enjoy watching him try

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my drunk car

my car crashed last night I tried to take the keys away “You’ve had too much,” I said revving his engine in defiance he said, “I’ll show you” twenty minutes, in the ditch I looked at my car who threw up oil, looking away “Take the keys,” he said “It’s okay,” I said and IContinue reading “my drunk car”

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a beautiful moment

two drunks meet eyes from across the bar while around them whirl the giddy and young a single mutual nod signals silent agreement: pitchers are cheaper than pints and two wallets are better than one

Posted bybernardsbarnesApril 2, 2014April 2, 2014Posted inPoetryLeave a comment on a beautiful moment

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