Manny Furious


Ode To The Half-Blind Drunken Kung Fu Master Who Looks Like Me - Poem by Manny Furious

On the outside
I'm very safe
boring even
plain
A light-blue polo shirt
jeans
short hair with a
spike in the front
glasses
clean shaven
smooth as Swiss
chocolate
teeth white like
the alps
a college diploma
working on a second
student loans
I speak just well
enough to not draw
attention
one way or the other
wife
and two kids
a mortgage
respectable
honorable even
but plain

On the inside
I'm blind in one eye
I'm halfway to drunk
and
missing a shoe
hair still short
but random sprouts
gush forth like follicled
geysers
intermittently
across my skull
facial hair the same
I'm a master of 32 kinds of kung fu but I've
never killed a man. Defend
the weak with just
enough violence
I spend my weeknights laughing
in the presence of whores
and writing vaguely amusing poetry about fucking
Sometimes random
strangers give me money but I don'tknow what to do with it so I spread it on the floor.

I'm not dangerous or all that interesting
on the inside
though perhaps you might think I am
even though the person on the inside
and the person on the outside are
one
and the same

plain


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Poem Submitted: Monday, July 14, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 15, 2014


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