Three Poems Rejected This Morning
1. Find My Way
I'm going to find
my jagged shard way
back to you,
cut through the muck
of television life,
burn through
all the weeds,
just to see you again,
cross an ocean
in an old Rabbit
just to be at your door
on time.
2. Unthinking
I don't want hollow
eyes, which is why I read
even while everyone else
is pushing back drinks.
I sit here and bury myself
in Faulkner, Tennessee Williams,
whoever I can,
to find a true soul
in the dull evening.
3. More Than Another
She wants to know
if I love her more than another.
There are no others.
Don't get me wrong.
There used to be. An endless
string of others. Tall, skinny,
short, round, blonde, awful,
beautiful, kind, rude.
Of course, they were all
in my mind, so what is
the matter in the end.
Copyright © Russ Cope | Year Posted 2016
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