J.L. Nash Poems

My boyfriend said the other night that if I hadn’t been there
he would have eaten the tin of cat food from his cupboard.
He doesn’t have a cat.
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Everywhere I go there are clocks
But perhaps that’s an exaggeration
In each house of his family
There are clocks
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I have more clutter than you but if I filled this line to prove it
you would turn away
and read ee cummings or something like that
no there’s nothing like that
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At least it’s not on my face
She would say as if her face
Was some proverbial ticket
Could allow her to collect $200
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Eatin’s cheatin’
You said to me
Then you grinned
In my kitchen
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Well, How did it happen?
I think it was when I was feeling kind of
A little bit miserable with life and I had
Waded into some kind of
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I used to think that seeing him would make me feel inadequate
But it doesn’t
It’s like the splashing of sunlight in seemingly rapidly succession
In seemingly random order
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I do have an enormous sense of self control
no matter what the guys might think
the ones who were drinking at the shoreline bar Saturday
as I half fell into the lagoon
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it's scratching at the insides of me
without even being near
your absence has become parasitic in its approach
to my self
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Deep within foraged images
Lie cryptic clues of streets
And unaffordable books
On shelves next’ faces
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