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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.

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Caterpillar

I inch my way
up the outside
of verdant life,
nibbling at foliage,
munching
on vitality as I 
can find it.

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Pawnshop

welcome
to my little pawn
shop

I will sell
you my old
teenager dreams

don't worry

everything turned
out better this way.

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Wristband

A wristband man
followed me closely
jogging

I imagine he will try
to grab me, stuff me
in the bushes any 
minute

He just runs, wheezing
on.

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Decisions

I've got decisions to make,
a wall or two to hit

I've got a mind that endless
masticates on one small
detail

It keeps me up nights

But my decision gets easier
each day that goes by.

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Euphoria

Today's a happy
kind of day

or should be

I listen to the world
around me

there's a quiet
song on the radio

I remember living
in New York a while
then returning to my
native Virginia

I look at my
feet
strange habits
eccentricities

slowly lovely
who I am.

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The Search

I'm going to find
what I'm looking for
as soon as I remember
what it was.

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My Sagging Gut

Bob
I'll call him Bob

children run
by and ask me
what happened

did I get pregnant?
no, I tell them.
I'm a guy.

it just happens with
age
then I laugh
when they begin
to wonder if they'll
get sagging bellies
too.