r james sterzinger Poems

after she told him
how lousy he was in bed,
in life in all the rest,
he went out to the deck
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if someone is going to save me
it won't be the street preacher
at the Farmer's Market
giving his take on Christ
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it's either the rest home
or the noose

she tells me
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in the mow they lived their short little lives
born six in a litter
within a week
there would only be one or two.
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the crazy man on Drew
straps a broken bicycle helmet on his head
rides in the rain and the sunshine
and he's old and fat enough to get to get
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the dark end
the end of love
the end of romance
did it ever exist?
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everyone loves to brag
how they are the man
how they can bed more
women. how they told
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i remember me once
young and searching for love
that naive
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I.
the birds now decide to leave
the trees shed their leaves
we wrap up the plants
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Her love was the worst
Winter, cold, indifferent
Ice
Went for a walk
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