John W. McEwers

Veteran Poet - 1,178 Points (6/20/1980 / Nova Scotia, Halifax)

The Good Life - Poem by John W. McEwers


It can be at the start

It can be a conversation starter

Poor John,

You just don't get it.

The end is what everyone is pining for,
not the hello
They want off the phone before you even call

There is nothing more awkward than living
unless you count being born,
but your typically don't remember that
I bet Einstein did though
he knew a lot
and probably had a good memory

And who cares if a smart man pulls the chain?

I tug on the snake head here and there

sometimes in restaurants

sometimes in the hallway to your apartment

always in one direction

because, ham it, I like

wrangling the fire hose here and there

and everywhere

you've sat.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, August 29, 2015

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