David McLansky Poems

SLEEP 0LD MAN
SLIP AWAY
SHUT YOUR EYES
FADE WITH THE DAY
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Hand and hand
We mounted the road
To see our new friends
Who shared the code
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Funky Boots are not smelly,
A misnomer from our Elly;
But she wears them all the time,
Which becomes to me a social crime;
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I lie awake and hear the shifts
Alter as I dream and drift
Mixing wish with long nightmares,
Cursing as I'm made aware
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Who will weed my garden
After I am gone?
Who will write my poetry
And sing my sad, sad songs:
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Xi Jinping
You cannot win
You cannot bring back
Old Beijing;
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On her defects
Sad victim of
Her shared neglect;

The unconscious joy
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There sits my Duchess
Laughing on the bench,
Regal in her hostess pose;
My God what a wench!
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There was a boy,
A farmer's son,
Who over heard her plight,
And pledged to rescue
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