A.j. Binash

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

A.j. Binash Poems

201. Love Is Short And Life Is Long 8/7/2014
202. Just For Attention 8/9/2014
203. For Every True Romance Is Balanced From Sedation 8/15/2014
204. Is This Goodbye? 8/17/2014
205. We Should Have Stayed In The Cave 8/18/2014
206. Out Of Reach 8/2/2014
207. 'Don'T Need A Gun To Blow Your Mind! ' 5/26/2014
208. Evolution Of Having A Desire-To Have No Desire At All 4/8/2014
209. For Your Game Winning Proposal 5/11/2014
210. Wtf Is A Soul? 5/12/2014
211. Death Of A Poet 3/30/2014
212. All Dogs Go To Heaven? 5/20/2014
213. Twitch 3/5/2014
214. Perfect Form Of Charity. Give Them What They Desire? 2/27/2014
215. Whoops? 2/27/2014
216. A Martyr For Privilege 12/29/2013
217. The Irony Of The Food Chain 11/8/2013
218. And The Mother Said To Her Son... 11/13/2013
219. Beauty. A Relative Examination-To What? 10/30/2013
220. A Long Way Back Home 10/18/2013
221. Slumber Party! 3/13/2013
222. Based On A True Story 12/23/2012
223. This Bottle Of Whiskey 2/4/2013
224. Celebrate! We Live In A Utopia! 1/17/2013
225. Bad Dad 12/30/2012
226. Your First Day Of College 1/3/2013
227. Enigmatica Jellyfish 9/21/2013
228. Humans Suffer. Not The Art? 11/29/2013
229. Eating Humble Pie With Gold Teeth 3/26/2014
230. What! Me (Why) Worry? 12/12/2013
231. If God Is Silent 6/3/2013
232. Little Dog, God? 2/17/2014
233. Sad Dog. Happy Pig. 4/4/2014
234. ...'For Young Lungs To Be Coughing Up Blood' 5/20/2014
235. Sonnet Instead Of Flowers 3/17/2014
236. Learning To Listen. Not Possible? 4/4/2014
237. God Is Dead? I Missed The Funeral. 4/4/2014
238. That Time I Clogged The Toilet... 6/22/2014
239. The Library Is A Utopia For The Homeless, Sortof. 11/23/2013
240. Enjoying Beer In Hell 12/29/2012
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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Jazz Chorus

In A
Macrocosm
Which
Displays monuments
Of rock and steel

The expressions come from laborers
By way of calloused fingers
Gripping the throat of greed

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