R.Benjamin Abate Poems

When I was just
A boy
I would wake my
Father from
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Skipping scallops
so she still swallows
her dessert-
she sits staring
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Today, I Left
Carrots

On my
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I made friends with a squirrel
Because I lost hope in humanity-
I made sense of the tales
That I once heard from my family-
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While we talked on
The phone that night
I pictured you in pajamas
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I had a
Dream that
I was watching
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I'm like
A mimic
Octopus

I can change
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Flicking
Red paint
On your face

Freckled fury
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I was talking to
An old neighbor
At the supermarket-
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In NYC on the corner
of the Avenue of the Americas
& 47th st. Stands a man
Known as 'Don'
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