3 Poems
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ain't a little bit off in her pink h & m jacket and steve madden
shoes she hardly drinks on weekdays follows weight watchers people her mother her friends at work goose falls asleep at 9:30 every night her walls are white the same color as forever i sit on the couch and
try not to fuck up the cushions i smoke all day while
she's on the job i ash in the bowls she
uses for soup now 25, she wants to meet a boy who doesn't mind being tied down, an anchor in her glass of water she tells me she can't take it anymore when i call her fat
ass that only happen once she won't wear a wig she won't do shots at the bar anymore she doesn't like my clothes anymore either side by side in her bed, she says she can
smell my breath through my nostrils you smell like cigarettes she tells me i don't want you
smoking in here, there's pubic hair everywhere, quit snotting in the
shower, using my razor, buy some tp, you don't like anybody, get a job, pay some rent, i want you to make
plans, i love you, call me if you're gonna
be out all night, i want babies, michael doesn't want to marry
me, throw your sneakers out, get new ones, guys hit on me all the time when i'm out, i want diamond
earrings, you're not funny anymore, why aren't you writing, quit yelling, my stomach hurts, my mother is so smart, mark and sandra are
coming in, get a place of your own, don't eat my food, no newspapers on the blankets, you're a cliché, you never make any sense, i hate my clothes, all the girls at work have nice everything, it's not even, your not good in bed anymore, i feel bad for my dad, for olivia, i feel like an old
married couple, my closet is too small, don't rent porno under my name anymore, your like your father, i want ice cream, why can't ever do what i
want to do, my people magazine didn't come, i want a coffee and
toasted bagel with butter, my show's on, lisa wants to know if you
can watch sean on friday,
you don't talk, turn down the t.v., i forgot to take my
pill, i'm fat, no eating past ten, i miss my grandpa, come to the jersey shore and see my parents
with me, you never come through, what do you want to eat, you're a racist, i want a cat do you think about me all the time she asks huh, i answer
looking at the ugly cabinet on the wall, the pictures of us happy in in vegas, in in what she says i wonder why i love you at all i tell her you cut me a million ways - - - - - - - the best girls always loved me till' i changed my scene. they push lazy
out the door with my piss and vinegar and want to see me in my
worst state to kick me when i'm down. they don't know nothing bout' saving
me. the heat is on. the power is on everywhere cept'
block: blacks, pr's, gays, and whatever you call people like me. the hipsters are bullshit. the lower east side is
trust fund heaven. junior says at least the chicks
uptown know their deal. so keep your brooklyn
t-shirts and gas station hats, those cute little beat up
shoes you got for three bucks. it took you an hour to pick out your shitty
outfit just to say you didn't care
what you looked like anyway. your boyfriend and you are the biggest fucking
posers in the world. 9:03 the
lights came on and your boyfriend and you are still the
biggest fucking posers in the world. - - - - - - - - WARREN HAYES |
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A novelist, M.A.
Internicola is the author of three previous
novels, KISS ME |
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