Shane Markie Poems

It was the twelfth of June
another hot and humid Florida night.

In Orlando young people gathered at the
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I'm walkin' in the rain
(Walkin' in the rain)

Just walkin' in the rain'
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The world spirals downward in the confines of a nautilus shell,

Its chambered abode antiquated antedilluvian hell.
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Out of clay or living rock
I will make my brick or stone:
At the door of God I knock,
Builder whose command I own,
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Is it easiest to scribble your life away
Or sleep it all away with booze and broads instead?
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Where the local morning 'java'
Always tastes like molten lava.
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Weatherman on t.v.
says it ought to snow.

I head back to bed
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i used to eat glue
in school.

then I got used to
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You tell me I
don't drink enough water

get enough sleep
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one shot
away

arms length to
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