Eli MorenoDrew

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Joy - Poem by Eli MorenoDrew

There are times I tell pretty girls
that loving a poet will make them
immortal and regal.

I wish I could tell them
laying with me would not only save me
but make them permanent inspiration.

there is an Asian girl
asleep on the couch in a house
on the outskirts of Cal Tech,
alone and exhausted
(naps are her only time to be
alone and exhausted)
but when she stirs and rises,
she'll love a cold man who gives her
attention and selfish sex.
She's missing out,
but getting more than I am.

As of recently,
I am not a jealous person;
however I do feel bad for those with lovers
who don't need them or even desire them.

some need lovers because
the alternative is so much more depressing;
I need lovers because
I need to get out of bed every morning
and drink too much without one.

so while I wait for courage to ask a girl
for her name or desire to rendezvous,
I write on walls and put pretty girls
into infamy.

Comments about Joy by Eli MorenoDrew

  • Edward Kofi Louis (5/25/2015 3:58:00 PM)

    I write on walls. Nice work. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

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