The Test

A pink stick
all it takes are a few drops
Terrified
Nervous
Excited
The line moves
One line
Wait 3 minutes
No second line
Exhale
A breath of relief
slight disappointment
Have to wait a few weeks
Smoke a cigarette 
Appear as if theirs no idea 
Think about the trouble
dream about the joy 
I'd hope for a boy
Pat my belly and think 
is this a disappointment or relief
Stash the other stick
Have a beer and go to sleep
Even if it's true
Have to hide it from the other room
Can't tell until im on my own
Rent would be over blown
Go from 100 a month
To 300 a week
Scumbags stealing money
That they don't even need
Drift to dreams
emotions shifting as i sleep
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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O'Driscoll Avatar
December 24, 2012 at 4:49 AM
Enjoyed your wonderful poem Jay, Happy Christmas, love Elizabeth
Bordner Avatar
December 22, 2012 at 7:06 AM
As I read chronicles of Roman history I think about how fruitful your reality would be for readers two thousands years from now Jay, and how similar - maybe you'd give birth to a new Spartacus - J.A.B. %
Williams Avatar
December 20, 2012 at 9:44 AM
Jay good tale...David
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