shimon weinroth Poems

they're gross, they're vulgar
I hate them, they hate me
so why am I insulted
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Sirens scream, remember me
I'm gone and buried
where were you when I needed help
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what's good for you
might not be good for me
expediency invented democracy
to make it good for you and me
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Bars, bars, bars
piano, typewriter and handle bars
boxed in playpens
triangles, squares and rectangles
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Marx and Lenin
went up the hill,
to fetch a ray of hope
Lenin fell down
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Sunken cheeks
receding chin,
hidden away in a corner
reading glasses perched
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I shouldn't, but I will
If you pay me more, -
it's unfair to ask for more
it might be against the law
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the common denominator of all
passions and emotions is fear
I fear such blanket statements
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buy a lottery
take a chance
fill out a form
pick a number
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Patterns of up and down
motions movements, of back and forth
need not intersect-
on another plane
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