John W. McEwers Poems

Oh, Kate, I love you, Kate!
Your hair is so pretty, are those highlights, Kate?
They are! They're so pretty!
Just like you, but you know that, don't you?
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You can take your talk of taxes and infrastructure and shove them where the sun don't shine.
Build a new bridge from Workingtown to Businesston if it makes your people sleep at night but it won't do nothing for me.
Oh great, you support the working man.
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I lost thirty bucks on a poker game with those
I thought were friends.
But friends wouldn't take you for all you have, would they?
I don't even smoke but they wouldn't even give me a cigarette before
I took my leave.
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The table is dressed in a Sunday skirt and balloons.
Helium floating plastic floating dreams of Birthday wishes.
Staring vaguely it almost appears as if the table might float away.
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When I reach for the light switch
it goes out
When I pull on the door it shuts
When I turn the key it locks
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I give more than I get
But that's ok
because
I give what I want to
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When you left me for tulips
and dirt
I missed you terribly.
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You know you lookin dainty on yo barstool, honey pie.
Slide on over with yo toe ring, come on give it a try.
I see you got a glass but I see that it is dry.
Come on over let me fill it cuz I'm that kind of guy.
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If you were to say,
hey,
you're a pretty ok guy
why don't ya give me a try
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What is it with you and the ankle grabbing?
It's like I'm walking through a forest of the trees of our times
Spent talking of tomorrow's dreams and promises not yet bearly broken.
Stubbly pebbles and dried up conifer spines confuse my feet, unprepared.
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