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Best Poems Written by Rob Cochran

Below are the all-time best Rob Cochran poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Overheard Conversation On a Bus

"I'm not your pinche half-eaten
left-over burrito
that you don't really want anymore
but feel guilty about throwing away."
Either way, dude
Heartburn's coming.

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Adventures In Yoga

What sort of abstract performance art
Have I suddenly become a part?
It was not my intent to be bent
Beyond the limits of my body's content.
I'm not accustomed to being nose to nose
With my toes, my knees, or elbows
And I fear that everyone knows
No matter how hard I try
I cannot touch my ear to my thigh!
Just relax and breath deep. That's right; let it go
And act like I love it so people won't know
The agony to which I've resigned
In order to get my chakras aligned.

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Birth of a Drag Queen

Teetering on the edge of insanity
Trying to find a center of Gravity
Cutting off my circulation
in order to make this declaration
about my queen-born ability
to walk with such fabulosity.
Though this gown's a monstrosity,
my hair a curiosity,
there's much about this lofty gait
that I did not anticipate.
Like how the swinging of my hips
counters the sway of my fingertips.
Who knew there would be such an orchestration?
A body in concert - a standing ovation!
And every step another encore,
deliriously shouting, "More! More! More!"
And suddenly, the world is new.
I've never seen it from this point of view.
Amazing the difference a few inches can make
to change the reality which I now create.
And though my feet are squeezed like stumps
into these six-inch stiletto pumps,
a testimonial I must profess;
How wonderful it is
to be a boy in a dress.

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Oh Superman

Hey you up there!
Flying around in your underwear
I know you’re busy
Saving the world and stuff
but I gotta tell ya
It ain’t enough.
Yes, you can jump buildings
In a single bound
But we really need you
Here on the ground.
Just look around, man.
I don’t understand
How you came to be
But defying gravity
Is not something most folks can do
And unlike you
We can’t stop a bullet
With a mullet and a Mountain Dew.
So you might as well come on down
And help us move some shit around
Cause we got a lot of work to do
And we could use a guy like you.
Or two.

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The Road

You appeared before me like a road not on the map
Freshly paved and pounded flat
And I, having just inflated my high performance tires
Greened the light and shed my hat
No sign of speed bumps or sink holes to rattle my nerves
I vroomed down your stretches and rolled through your curves.
With the top down, in the pouring rain,
I gun it and floor it; not wanting to see
The Signs of caution in front of me.
Hands on the wheel, Mister!
Eyes on the Road, Sister!
“Oh please be the road I just know you can be!”
(as though you could alter your path to satisfy me…)
The road beneath does nothing to protest my bolt.
After all, it knows where it goes and cares not that I don’t.
As it yawns and bends,
I find myself wondering where it ends.
For what’s at the end of a road more often than not?
Nothing but a big ol’ parking lot!
And why should I care
How long it takes to finally get there.
So I down shift a gear and slow-up my pace.
Though now I can feel the rain on my face.
It’s okay though ‘cause now I know
I’ve no particular place to go.
I might as well lose the map, and as I grow older,
I’ll rest my vehicle on your wide soft shoulder.

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A Human Heart

When a heart is shattered, 
the pieces remain, 
To record the impact, 
to register the pain. 
Forever more, 
they lie on the floor, 
Reflecting back their jagged disbelief 
At having once been a part 
of what used to be 
a human heart.

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Nacimiento De Una Drag Queen

Temblando al borde de la locura
Tratando de encontrar un centro de gravedad 
Cortando mi circulación para hacer esta declaración 
sobre mi habilidad natural como reina nacida 
a caminar con tanta fabulosidad. 
Aunque este vestido es una monstruosidad, 
mi cabello es una curiosidad, 
hay mucho acerca de este alto paso que no anticipé.
Por ejemplo cómo el balanceo de mis caderas 
contrarresta el movimiento de mis dedos.
¿Quién sabía que habría tal orquestación? 
Un cuerpo en concierto: ¡una ovación de pie! 
Y cada paso otro encore, 
Gritando delirantemente: "¡Más! ¡Más! ¡Más!" 
Y de repente, el mundo es nuevo. 
Nunca lo he visto desde este punto de vista. 
Me sorprende la diferencia que unas pulgadas pueden hacer 
para cambiar la realidad que ahora crea yo
Y aunque mis pies están apretados como tocones 
en estas bombas de tacón de aguja de seis pulgadas, 
un testimonio que debo profesar; 
Qué maravilloso es ser 
un muchacho en un vestido.

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Delivery

Fossil
Frozen, ancient
Hiding, resting, waiting
All buried things will one day see light again
Growing, cracking, emerging
Final, orgasmic
Rebirth

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Flower Dreams

How did I get here?
Where was I supposed to go?
I don’t remember the cold
Or the snow.
A gentle woman,
Could be my mother,
Is singing lullabies in my ear,
Oh, my dear.
What will I dream about tonight?
Will it be in color or black and white?
Perhaps I’ll wake up warm and dry
And the pain and hunger will be a lie
And I’ll have a cup of tea
Which will completely satisfy me.
I’ll put some powder on my face
And go downtown to buy a vase
For all the flowers
For all the flowers
For all the flowers
That someone gave me.
A long time ago
Someone gave me flowers
And I threw them out.
Perhaps it’s those I’ll dream about.

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Chalice

I bow my head
Remove my hat
And say with reverence that
There’s more to this
Moment of bliss
than meets the I
Behind the veil
The Holy Grail
Awaits
The touch of your lips
So take a sip
Of sacred wine
And hang thy sorrow
Upon the vine.