Jason Stoneking Poems

In my head, I've got her
tied to a post, blindfolded
and I stand a perfectly fair
ten meters off, with a rifle
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I try to make it
as often as I can
to the sperm bank,
honestly hoping that
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Our window overlooks
the hospital property,
and immediately the view
contains a single smokestack
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She tells me she hates the spring
because the melting snow
just reveals all the dogshit
people left behind, and she
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I no longer wonder
what goes on in the offices.
I've seen that when
the people leave those places,
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