Justin Tallman

Rookie (September 4th,1989 / Milwaukee, WI)

Lying On The Therapist's Couch - Poem by Justin Tallman

Coming off the chest
and through the mouth
after a million
(probably billion)
of self denial
of disastrous smiles

Can I now
fully commit
to admitting
This is hell?

The face
I grace
always stood
in the way
shooting sighs
that pierce
like armor
piercing rounds

The same old skin
The same old stare
The same old
same old
If I shrieked
would I finally
have a life?

Comments about Lying On The Therapist's Couch by Justin Tallman

  • Rookie - 8 Points Connor Whyte (12/7/2012 4:26:00 PM)

    This is really good man, different but good. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 36,628 Points Edward Kofi Louis (12/7/2012 10:49:00 AM)

    You will surely have a life. A nice piece of work from you. Thanks for sharing it with us.

    E.K.L. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 6, 2012

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