John W. McEwers

Freshman - 948 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

John W. McEwers Poems

81. Everyone Needs A Security System 8/29/2015
82. Exit Only 2/4/2012
83. Experience 4/3/2016
84. Experiment In Autowrite: Five 4/13/2010
85. Experiment In Autowrite: Four 4/13/2010
86. Experiment In Autowrite: One 4/13/2010
87. Experiment In Autowrite: Two 4/13/2010
88. Fast Lane Lover 2/4/2012
89. Fast Times In Fun And Fusion 2/1/2012
90. Fatal Flaw 2/3/2012
91. Fattening Relationship With That Woman 4/12/2010
92. Faulty Buttoned Heart Valve 2/3/2012
93. Feathers Do Not A Birthday Cake Make 2/1/2012
94. First Love Story At The Movies 2/24/2012
95. Flexible And Exclusionary 2/5/2012
96. Flower 4/12/2010
97. For All The Lovely Ladies 2/14/2012
98. Forbidden Folicles 8/31/2015
99. Forget The Roses 4/12/2010
100. Forgotten Deals, My Dear 3/3/2013
101. Four 4/12/2010
102. France Is For Lovers 2/3/2012
103. Freedom Isn'T For Us 2/1/2012
104. Friendship Is My Only Friend 2/1/2012
105. Friendship Is Nice For Her 4/12/2010
106. Frog Fire 4/12/2010
107. Frog Fire 2: The Final Friday 4/3/2016
108. Frosty Firecrackers 2/3/2012
109. Froth Of The Corn Field 3/14/2015
110. Fur Furniture 8/29/2015
111. G Sharp Kitchen Knives 3/25/2016
112. Get Too High 2/28/2014
113. Ghosts Are Real To Me 2/3/2012
114. Global Political Awareness 4/2/2016
115. Glowphone 2/3/2012
116. Gold Star In My Veins 2/4/2012
117. Good Happy Thoughts 2/3/2012
118. Good Italian Restaurant 2/16/2012
119. Good Job For Him, Is What I Say 4/13/2010
120. Grand Theft Taco 2/3/2012
Best Poem of John W. McEwers

How To Tie A Tie.

Before we even start
have that tie in your hand.
this won't work
unless you commit.

Grip it tight, wrap the ends
around your fists
hold it like a garrote,
pretend she's in front of you
gagging like a duck stuck
in one of those pop can rings.

When the blood vessels
bursting obscures this mirage
go ahead and loosen your grip
Smooth out the wrinkles
you've no doubt created
and carefully, round your neck,
drape it.

Leave just enough hanging
to maybe, possibly, tie up a noose,
swing the fat side over,
then remember how ...

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The Sunshine In Winter

There is none.
I live in the noth
-ingness of the holes
Of my teeth.
They are floating, my teeth

On nothing
-ness.

And when will the sun shine rise again?
I fear never.
Never, I fear.

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