Shaye Anderson

My Internal Monologue Speaks In Tao Lin - Poem by Shaye Anderson

it smells like there is someone smoking marijuana in the coffee shop,
well, in the courtyard of the coffee shop.
and it may just be expensive tobacco that you make into a cigarette yourself,
because then you are carcinogenic but also creative.
but I tell you anyway that it smells like marijuana
because you are not here to tell me any different
and tell me that I am wrong
and make me feel like I haven’t learned enough about
“the real world.”
you just laugh in the textual sense
and I wish you were here to really laugh
because your laugh sounds pleasant
but also unpleasant
because it isn’t the kind you hear actors make in films
when their direction says “laugh.”
maybe that means something,
but I don’t know enough about “the real world” to tell you.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 1, 2011

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