Daydreaming and then, maybe, writing a poem about it. And that's my life.
The driver:
He’s got the best chance
at survival in a car crash
That’s why he made it
and the other three didn’t
Having the seat belt on
also helped immensely
Knowing that the accident
would happen was also
a plus
Yep, the only minus of the situation
was having to pretend
he had PTSD and depression
and whatnot
for causing the deaths
of three close friends
who had talked his fiancé
into a gangbang
the night before
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well
there's plenty of cutesy names to
call one's children
but his was 'unlovable trash'
He remembered it from the time he was in the crib
They held him there
for longer than most parents
held their kids in cribs. Though only dad
called him so
because he constantly claimed he wasn't his
unlovable trash
he had the wrong skin tone
was too pale
with curly orange hair
and freckles
but mom always pretended she didn't
hear
the words
unlovable trash
she would act as if they were never uttered
and growing up
he thought
unlovable trash was a good thing
thought it was how you show love to your loved
ones
"Mom, you’re unlovable trash."
she was so happy to hear it
she burst into tears and went into the
kitchen and uncorked a bottle of wine
and drank it all by herself. What an
unlovable trash she was
Unfortunately
by the time he could pronounce the lovely
words
father was no longer in his life
but father too
was an unlovable trash
Thank you!
he takes his old wrinkled
notebook
and the black pen
and finds a
spot from which he can observe
the people
and write down what he
imagines to be their inner
conversations
It passes the time
and it takes away
attention from his own
inner conversations
It’s like a prescription drug
he has to take for the
rest of his life
and the twenty-nine bookshelves
filled with notebooks
he has at home stand as proof of that
But this will be
the last one,
he promises himself
as he closes the notebook and
walks up to the bridge
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