Gary Diamond Poems

fallen idols.
many spring to mind.
but don't look to them for advice.
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out cold on a tavern floor.
know the smell but not been here before.
rub my head, dry my eyes and make for the door.
which dissolves in to the foreground before i realise it's only a dream.
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if i believed you i'd take your gesture as a sign.
a sign that something ain't right.
believe me honey this is a murder
you might want to witness.
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are you sitting comfortably in your stolen chair.
excellent, right, lets go from there.
are you ready for me to tell you all i know.
are you ready for me to challenge stop when you say go.
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The only time I found this vaunted thing.
Was by admitting that I was beholden to nothing
That I distrusted or hated everything.
That I was ready to keep falling and stumbling
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We're so busy speeding and speeding.
Walking too fast on the feet
Keeping the right foot on the accelerator.
We're trying to speed our way through everything.
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I could draw up a list but am not equal to the effort.
I'd rather sit in bed all day, farting and sleeping
Trying to devise a cure for the hangover that's crippling.
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They were idiots, if it's even true they existed.
They looked that Eden gift horse in the mouth, didn't they.
Whether that story is true or not
Whether God gave them everything, with one condition
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Happy and hollow
Devoid and shallow.

The mess we're in; all of it.
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What if when you clutch at straws you pick the short one.
What if when you pull it out, it was attached to the needle.
When you smiled, laughed a little
At the sudden turn of events.
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