A fraidy friend fiend is hard to findA Poem by Jean-Pierre GarciaBlown up and blown overThese women of which Insanity is nearly derived The words you can’t withdraw as events conspired To plan against those inspired to aspire In transpired bliss Your fate is sealed tightly Wet wit with a kiss It was a mistake to you And to let go but I bet, that it was one well worth it Even as costs are bargained further Dragged hell upon hell, each heel, healed in constant pain It would be better if they loved me in return I dropped the napkin fizzing in a ginger ale And perhaps it was out of nerd chic Rolling down my cheek, I soaked the spice again and a-gin Wetly light and from the bottle I I drank Because a hug-embrace Ambiguity was my first lesson here And I refuse to grow out of Pan
The bedded down Rising like a morning star just out and over the east David’s son Jewish like Abraham, Davis and Davies locker All abbreviations thereof, a jolly roger I wouldn’t want to run your marriage but I can be your friend Spindled and dangled from limb to limb Curled around a ball of a bed post caught within the moth of a web Browsing and searching for a place to call home a place since mistaken past roam Rome, my brother Romulus My brother remus Pierce the cries of lone wolf moons resting a pack Cigarettes dangling between lips refusing to smoke, to breathe to inhale, But taking it within, tucked between teeth licking death and times past in the face Crimson-ly criminally charged with laws unmade And laws unbroken, the last of a problem to behold Or an adventure to propose.© 2011 Jean-Pierre Garcia |
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Added on November 21, 2011 Last Updated on November 21, 2011 AuthorJean-Pierre GarciaSeattle, WAAboutI'm a gnomic meanderer. I have just the right amount of neuroticism to lock myself in my room to write, but somehow have faked myself out of it by writing on the go or for the student newspaper I wo.. more..Writing
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