Glen Martin Fitch Poems

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31.
Never Complain, Never Explain

You ever notice,
if you break your arm,
each friend shows such dismay
at your account
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32.
The Pool Of Memory

Within a wood there is a spring.
Its taste is bitter, sharp and cold.
It chills my bones, yet each sip brings
Before me visions to behold.
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33.
After Words

Well, there they are.
Observe the best I've done.
What's coin?
What's slug?
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34.
Life Is A Banquet And...

'Most poor suckers are starving to death'
Mame Dennis

Perhaps it is too late.
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35.
Calling In Well

I punch in.
Shall I play the pawn or jerk?
At home at night
I'm just too tired to eat.
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36.
Age Inappropriate

I wish I had 
more heinous sins to hide
for all the grief I suffer 
and for what?
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37.
I Affirm

I am alive.
And even when alone,
I have the skills and peace
and all the stuff I need to thrive.
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38.
As Of Today

I left my parents 
chanting few complaints.
Too hard I stomped my footprints 
amid the crowd.
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39.
Everyone's Favorite Sport

Though seldom warm,
more often bracing cold,
I soon adjust.
Uplifted, blissful, freed.
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40.
My Right Big Toe

My mother taught me
how to clip my nails.
Just one more parent's duty
I suppose.
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