Ted Sheridan Poems

For many years I was in business
And I wasn’t the least bit emotional about it
It was all about profit and loss
Bottom lines and not last lines
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She told me my green urine was disgustingly vulgar
And she found my mere mention of it to be distasteful
Forget about the fact that I made reference to it only
As a metaphor to describe the facts as they be
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This woman has only Ravens for friends
She talks to them through the foggy wired windows of her room in the morgue
They gaggle back like gossiping black geese in the surrounding trees
As she reads aloud for them from the tear stained pages of her “autobioautopsy”
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Genius is a word often attributed to undeserving albeit brilliant people
But the word should be reserved for those who are insane
For they are the smartest amongst all so called
With their coruscations of angst and ire
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I have a hole in the top of my head where something is living
It has formed a little skin covered hut under my hair
I wash it everyday and handing it a towel it dries itself
It gets angry when I poke at it and it throbs until I leave it alone
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Her voice spends the entire day in my head
telling me what I should know about the evils
of mayonnaise and bacon without mention of
the many benefits of lettuce and tomato....
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I think you are one in a million
and by my standards that may be one too many.....
but what the hell.....
there are only a few things in life worth living for
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some dork behind me in traffic this morning
honked his horn several times in frustration
holding that sour note when he should have been
taking deep breaths and trying to relax....
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I live next door to a madman....
he has been known to stalk the mail carriers
especially the ones in short pants;
late at night he whistles 'My Eyes Have Seen The Coming Of The Lord'
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She speaks of the old me....
the me that was always
fun and kept her laughing for hours
the man with whom
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