lobby lobster Poems

Youth is a beautiful place,
where you lay all your predictions and
stand tall in the face of truth.
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Every summer I get left behind

I get crushed
by the waves of uncertainty
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I found a cockroach yesterday, in my sink.
He looked kind of lost and sad.

I felt sorry for killing it,
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I enjoy my dirty bed,
my dirty dishes
disgusting floors.
Tumbleweeds of dust and insect groins.
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Seasick for human contact,
after a decade, I went out.
I met this guy I kind of knew,
he wrote a couple of books
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I dream of roads and reconciliation,
endless driving,
long conversations about
nothing
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