Jon Edward Walker Poems

you with the blonde hair
who smoked too much weed
you were my favorite.
High on cough syrup
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you're covered in bruises
and dark circles adorn both eyes
I overhear you say your name
and I feel your laughter
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I really do hate the world
all the world
except the girls
or at least their
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I find it funny
watching and hearing others
complain of hangovers
I’m always hungover or drunk
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In faraway land lies
my dignity.
My shame and love
dance together
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I feel funny
parts of me are squishy like bread dough
and others hard like a fence post
some are stringy and taught
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It will be a small flat,
inexpensive
with a decent view
of downtown
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It was me,
I raped you in the bathroom
of the gymnasium
after the rave.
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my friends a junkie now
one year ago he
was a husband
with a 2 year old kid
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I look forward to you living with me
I’m excited, scared and eager,
I love you
I just hope that’s enough
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