Gus Schreiber

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Do you think that I ever did anything
But bury self loathing in between your legs?
You were my penance and I loved you so dearly
Like a coward who suddenly loves God in the hour of need.
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Over dullness of the banal, dried brown blood
which passes under our echoed pacing footsteps
a dead dog's eyes shine tragic radiance
to eager hearts, blindly stumbling over themselves
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Rage without outlet is the worst
when holding a gun
and seeing too well
the endless trail without brunt,
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All my sworn enemies
throw rocks at my fire
and my bitter straw fortress
falls in on a liar
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Getting older, John the Savage
seems less and less romantic,
as I'm forced to forever remind myself
that my mind is an empty forest;
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6.

Those who scoff at petty displays
Of anger and discontent,
And speak of the divine rights to complain,
Crane their necks only upward
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I scan through the scattered letters of my youth
and amidst the scorned rage and hypocrisy
something burns.
A beaten heart's desperate promise upon himself,
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The dissipation of contempt
and a thousand displaced fingers
could carry us like smoke,
dispersing carelessly in the wind
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Flame sits idle in its solitude
indistinhuishable from ice,
a rogue star,
faint in the nights sky,
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She teeters
on the edge of a cliff
and smiles at me
as i fill with lust
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A beating heart cannot help
but cause grief to those around it
somehow, somewhere,
and neither does it have the sovereignty
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Im waiting for you to say something
Alone in a room
On a sidewalk
An elevator
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I watched my dog pathetically attempt
to jump onto a sofa
and fail time and again.
It looked into my eyes
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I sit alone, praying for sickness
or some sledgehammer of validation
as I step out into the twilight heat
And let the bugs at me
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All is of motion
except me
All is of motion
from the flux of seasons
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Erase the mind
destroy the body
now that its useless
in the furious, paranoid patter.
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We are stuck on ten second cycles
like the spinning of the earth
nothing really changes.
Forces change,
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The Best Poem Of Gus Schreiber

A Person Can Love

Do you think that I ever did anything
But bury self loathing in between your legs?
You were my penance and I loved you so dearly
Like a coward who suddenly loves God in the hour of need.

The sins of my past found me through you
And I was all too ready to kneel at your alter
Accepting the lashings I knew I deserved
Never thinking whether I owed them to you or another.

And I stuck with you, through lies and deceit
Traversing through tunnels of other mens’ carving.
I spun yarns of your past of such understanding
To make judgment yield and make bitter pain freeze.

You gave me self worth through contrast
And I bathed in the addiction of something new found
Until it molded solid, caking off me so sickeningly
And what I was became what I withstood.

When you screamed and cursed, lied and cheated
Each was a new notch on the belt of my person—
The man of forgiveness, with such sweet understanding
That I suspected, correctly, wasn’t a person at all.

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