Tyler R. Martin
You smile sweetly,
I love you--its disarming--
I’m worried that you find my behavior
I see you--you look down,
I hope you find my self destruction
“Stream of consciousness”:
Intellectual code for drunken babble:
It's all I got.
Perhaps you'll mistake it for something deeper
With far more magnitude
Than just my intoxicated drool,
The product of my chemical induced solitude…
I smile, you look down,
I'm drunk, you're annoyed,
I say, “I wrote you something”--
Then gauge reaction.
Not sure what to do,
Jack and Coke will
Spur some action...
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Poet, unshaven bum, veteran, punk rock enthusiast...I got it all going on.
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