Best Shambling Poems

Twilight falls early 
as my portable threat bestirs itself
The rat is hungry 
and happiness hollow 
time a burden 
The day’s end is a failure 
when sleep is not a refuge 
(or trouble at t’ mill) 
and back at Go 
I hit the ground shambling 
and...

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One day I appear in the supermarket
in sweatpants and T.

Stained nocturnal, I drive to a fast-food restaurant
then sleep in that T, eat breakfast in that T,
wear that T all day,
then slapdash my way into the night.

I have entered the shambling center
that is the patched-up heart...

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I wish I had the fortitude & Will
to dress in a clean shirt, tie,
neatly pressed slacks and suitable jacket
like an English gentleman, but….

one day 
I appear in a supermarket
in sweatpants and T.
Stained nocturnal, I drive to a fast-food restaurant
then sleep in that T, eat breakfast...

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