Jeff Taylor

As I walk, so I talk
As I see, so I read
As I take, so I make
As I forego, so I let go
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I find it strange that there can be no swearing
on PoemHunter.com.
For swearing is in the vernacular of people
big and small.
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So I brought home a new car and a new laptop computer for her to use
and she looked at me unbelievably, as if to say,
'How can you justify spending this much money? '
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I cannot fix the kitchen sink.
Though I think, and think, and think
no amount of plunging
will from the mouth of the drain release
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I want poems with teeth.
I want poems that snarl at the stranger outside.
I want poems so daring that Evel Kneivel can't read them.
I want poems that take me on an off road ride across the Sarengeti.
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I once had a conversation with a friend of mine
about the end of the world, and the end of time.
About the very fabric of our own existence
and how energy flows through every living being.
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Creativity comes in bursts, don't you know?
Is it not obviously so?
All of us so called poets, authors, musicians, and lyricists
Don't even know the half of it.
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Today, a man named Smiley bought me a lottery ticket and said,
'If you win anything, don't forget me! '
And he bought a lottery ticket for the older woman standing next to him
and said the same thing.
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Here I sit
a bed of nails.
Here I sit
my face a smile.
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ALRIGHT
OKAY
UH-HUH
LET's GO
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I don't know what I did,
and I don't know what to do.
It seems that everything I've done
is asking for trouble.
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Here I sit and it's 4 in the morning.
What good can come of this?

I whistled my way through
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Can I whisper in your ear, dear?
Can I speak of the things that you want to hear?
Can it be that we have found a new round
around this silly old worn-down town?
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It's been too long since I've breathed in fresh air.
It's been too long since I have dared
to put myself out there, but
how can I see the world if I am not prepared
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Light,
Only light itself,
Only on the stillest of nights
Knows the ground.
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I done goofed and made a mistake
when I failed to wash my hands at the place
that I work, and a customer saw me place
a pork tenderloin in the fryer naked.
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I believed that nobody could love me.
Nobody.
I believed myself unloveable,
and unappealing.
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