Best Rubbernecking Poems

I know you do it
don't play innocent with me,
if you don't want me around
you should just let me be.

You do it while we're out
wear your...

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If you are on a highway
And the traffic starts to slow,
There may be several explanations
Why this might be so.

It could be some construction
Or an accident,...

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Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that...

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head empty
   awareness of skull
like it is a texture 
       I have placed my hand on
 ...

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Clock!
You sculpt the clay of my life
With your rigid hands,
Shouting your high commands through morning alarms. 
Accusations fly
As you collect your daily payment of attention.

When...

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Visual 1

Earth does ballet to stay in shape
dancing before the rubbernecking moon
that chases us around the sun
making waves in oceans like our emotions
  ...

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Simba the cat sitting in the a/c by the glass door looking outside,
Watching, ever watching nature take it’s ride,
Now a distant cat in the green...

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Maybe it’s me
Always overly acquainted with the all knowing eyes
And the rubbernecking of studying stares
The steady flow of innuendo
Perplexing
The arrows of displeasure aimed in my...

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The children,
Thick and plush upon the rug,
Sat meaningful
As they listened 
With weathered ears.

Tiny Jennifer is seen
Below a crook in the credenza,
Fingering the supple threads
Of her...

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‘Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years 
of understanding between us.
What I wear and you gather into you,
become a language neither of us know,
but comprehend...

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I've left you feeling paranoid?
Aww, isn't that a real shame,
you don't give me a reason to trust you
with you, I throw the blame.

I can not...

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The corner of my eye notes it
as my car speeds by,
eyesight pings it
momentarily, an image
looks back.

The outbuilding is vacant,
bathed in a sparrow and bat time
that...

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fiddling with my
violin i can also
fiddle with my
viola in an
almost spastic
stance with head and

chin in an almost
accident rubbernecking
the accident which
has not not
only yet to

begin but...

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some one asked
where i was going
going down
downtown

just take this
one way street
all the way down
to her town

it's a wonderful
place parking
rubbernecking
a garden plot

that thickens
with climbing
roses so rosy
taking...

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Old Spice’ and wet grass carry years
of understanding between us.

If I break wind, you run to me,
body rapt and heeding,
every hair translating
a smudged paragraph into
volumes...

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