A.j. Binash

Rookie - 44 Points (04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

A.j. Binash Poems

81. Baby, Don'T Kill Me. 11/15/2013
82. Are You Happy? 11/16/2013
83. My Company, Will Kill You. 11/17/2013
84. Commie Brat. 11/18/2013
85. Started From The Bottom...Now You'Re Where? 11/18/2013
86. When I Am Supppose To Be Sleeping...I Am Doing This. 11/20/2013
87. Sometimes The Night Is Kind To Me 11/20/2013
88. Toilet. 11/23/2013
89. A Wonderful Addiction. 11/24/2013
90. The Real World. Blah. 11/25/2013
91. To My Friend-The Crow 11/27/2013
92. Specks Of Dirt 11/27/2013
93. Happy Holidays! (What A Jerk) 11/28/2013
94. Affordable Seclusion 11/29/2013
95. Understanding Nothing. 12/1/2013
96. Imma Tumor. 12/3/2013
97. It Was A Pleasure Then. 12/14/2013
98. 6th Floor Fun 12/17/2013
99. The Wilting Of Conversation 12/20/2013
100. Salt Talk 12/20/2013
101. To Kill For Fun 12/22/2013
102. Why The Snow Melts 12/24/2013
103. Christmas Cab Ride 12/27/2013
104. Beautiful. 12/30/2013
105. Silly Love 1/1/2014
106. Greedy 1/2/2014
107. Boredom 1/2/2014
108. Censored 1/4/2014
109. Ahhhh Neon! 1/4/2014
110. This Is Wrong. I Am Always Wrong. 1/7/2014
111. Writing A Poem. On The Bus. 1/27/2014
112. Dying Hurts 2/17/2014
113. Murder Is Famous 6/3/2013
114. They Put Gum On His Grave 6/3/2013
115. Must Be Love? 12/4/2013
116. I Am Quitting Smoking. (Hopefully) 2/18/2014
117. I Hate Writing Poetry. 2/19/2014
118. A Mutation Of Thought 2/20/2014
119. Common Stain. 2/23/2014
120. A Reason To Miss Me 2/24/2014
Best Poem of A.j. Binash

Community Service

I sat in my car
Outside the Goodwill

Playing with distorted shadows
Made by
The glare off the sun
Over the frost designs
On my window

I poured two…maybe four
Shots of brandy
Into my coffee

A swirl of steam
Twirled under my nose
The scent of alcohol
Provided the catalyst
To tolerate
The physical labor
I was about to endure

I walked inside
And the sad faces of the poor
Displayed through their
Wrinkled scowls

My
'Boss'
Stood before me
Slouching
Wreaking of cigarettes

'This is your partner for ...

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Based On A True Story

The morning sun
Had just kissed the window

Through the blinds
A gleam of sunlight
Danced inside the whiskey glass
I held within my fingers

She walked into the kitchen

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