poem uno & dos

I have been reading a lot of shakespeare, and watching good movies, and reading good books. Maybe someday I’ll be a contributor? Ah, but who am I to care about other’s entertainment. I’d rather be selfish and keep worry and happiness upon myself.


there is a boy who is rich with watermelon
the juice drips down his face as he takes another bite
the pink juice drips off his chin
and into the river
his hands are sweet and cool with the watermelon
he reaches into the bowl and takes another slice
where the pieces are cut in large proportions
so no one is left in want


I am used to it
never able to ate my fill
always wanting more for less
giving green paper instead of money
because I don’t understand the difference
if my fingers are tired
then I have earned my sleep


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