A.j. Binash

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

A.j. Binash Poems

161. Siri Makes Me Wanna! 5/10/2014
162. Born To Die Alone 5/14/2014
163. I Am Living The Good Old Days 5/15/2014
164. Sobriety Is Moral 5/24/2014
165. Pretty Little Bald Eyes 6/1/2014
166. Happy On The Nod? 6/2/2014
167. 'No Fun, My Babe, No Fun' 6/7/2014
168. I Am A Virgin. I Promise. 6/24/2014
169. Mother May I? 6/26/2014
170. I Guess The Electricity Is Out 6/29/2014
171. Most Male Poets Prefer Zelda Fitzgerald. 6/30/2014
172. Every Disease Is A Massive Conspiracy 7/1/2014
173. There's The Idea Of Freedom...And Then There's This 7/3/2014
174. All Goes To Heck. 7/4/2014
175. A.J. Vs Private Property Owner 7/5/2014
176. How Exactly Does A Person Do That? 7/6/2014
177. Don'T Lick The Fungus Coated Toe 7/8/2014
178. No Such Thing As Safe Sex 7/12/2014
179. Gifted Young-To Know Of Death. But Not What To Die For. 7/12/2014
180. Once In A Lifetime 7/13/2014
181. A.J. And The Shaved Eagle 7/14/2014
182. The Poetry Of Everyday Life 7/16/2014
183. The Virgin Birth 7/17/2014
184. Enjoying Failure 7/18/2014
185. Stop Drinking Toilet Water! 7/19/2014
186. Testing The Pride Involved In Growing Up 7/20/2014
187. The Laws Of The Lonely 6/9/2014
188. Gas Station Diet 6/13/2014
189. 'Like Trying To Dry Your Eyes In The Pouring Rain' 6/14/2014
190. The Simplicity Of The Universe 6/15/2014
191. Kissing The Egg Shells Of Dead Babies 7/25/2014
192. All Equal 7/28/2014
193. Miley Cyrus Perceived As A Martyr 7/29/2014
194. Bled For Less 7/30/2014
195. #obamanation 8/1/2014
196. Metaphysics With A Blade 8/4/2014
197. Twentysomethinglosers 8/5/2014
198. Love Is Short And Life Is Long 8/7/2014
199. Just For Attention 8/9/2014
200. For Every True Romance Is Balanced From Sedation 8/15/2014
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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In The Vertical Hours

Seconds are measured in footsteps
Progress is judged by the time it takes
To accumulate what we want
And how fast it takes to get it

When the shaking fingers
Oscillate the wind
Into a hurricane of command
The vertical hours

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