Sometimes you just don't belongA Poem by Jack...
Sometimes you just don’t belong I chose to be me Found out just how hard it is Kicking pebbles to the curb Watching daydreams shattered When the impact of truth Becomes a mirror I’d just rather break (who needs luck anyway) Hands in my pockets Clinking loose change (as if change matters) And simple gestures Are torn and tossed Paper mosaics on a dust particle breeze As someone flips me a dove ~ My heart sat open No line, no waiting, empty as a candy shop after Halloween That little bell above the door rang You walked in, smiling…at me? Dirty apron and all, milk chocolate drippings And sugar sweet became you ~ When I see another, a friend…yours or mine? Danger Will Robinson, flailing metallic arms Blinking colored lights in pinball fashion Collect in the corners of my eyes As I say under my breath “that is not my name” Lonely streets of crowded stares Pointing fingers that are not hardware store signs Naked in the freezing cold, sweating beads of Mardi Gras dreams Facing a beggar wearing a t-shirt that reads “Sometimes you just don’t belong” which we politely ignore © 2014 Jack...Author's Note
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Added on January 7, 2014Last Updated on January 7, 2014 AuthorJack...San Antonio, TXAboutNot much to tell about me, I am just Jack, I am a poet, a writer, a musician, a painter, a builder and a dreamer. I live in south Texas but am originally from New Jersey and miss it more and more all .. more..Writing
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