Justin Tallman

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

Perfect At My Lowest - Poem by Justin Tallman

and pissed
you can see
the veins
in my wrist
from alcohol

This is a new day
a new beginning
but it starts with
a dead end
and grows

To studder
charming words
To smile
in a half ass way
'I'm having a good time'
a default response
which persistantly

Life's little game
I play
with a handicap
others use
as an excuse
to call in

But I
embrace it
and use it
in an 'Underdog'
sort of way

I have mastered
this art
that all
prefer to avoid

I am good at
being less
one hundred

Probably because
I don't live
with a mask

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 21, 2012

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