Michael Fischer Poems

Your companion’s got you in handcuffs.
She reads you your rights, or so she calls them.
You’re placed behind bars, there’s no escape.
You had your chance, but now it’s too late.
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Infatuation overcomes me
as I flip through the pages in my magazine.
But there’s one model that stole my heart.
My guilty pleasure never felt so right.
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The lone angel rests under the tree
with her auburn legs crossed
and a black journal on her lap.
She writes of the invigorating day
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Here I come
Extend your ridicule
Expose me
To the group
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I wish I had something to say
I wish I had rules to obey
I wish I could live in your bliss
I wish I didn't have a wish
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I've had the worst
of both your worlds.
Is there a third
that will unfurl?
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An animal approached me
and tried to say something...
I didn't speak his tongue,
so I couldn't respond.
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The soldier lies motionless in the desert.
He assesses his life, coming to the harsh
realization that he has failed miserably
to live up to the expectations set upon him.
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Aftershocks of mental anguish
submerge you into submission.
Turn yourself in as the culprit,
without your friends’ admonitions.
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Every day is that of a dream;
A dream only slumber can end.
A dream where loneliness
is without source or meaning.
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