The heaviness of a chalkboard sky With the sharp angles of a pessimistic view cutting Off every escape I say Screw it And start anew with a mint leaf Under the tongue I thought A blank approach to life Might not be so bad I mean Maybe being glad for what I have Ain’t so […]
Seth M. Smith VI
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What got kicked down
Seven years seemed impossible As a young man he had seemed Impossible that he had been here seven Years and still he found himself still On the Plaza With hand outstretched Sliding from one oil stained corner to another he Mocked those college students and berated The shop owners As capitalist tools Because he […]
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Collect Myself
The many times With moons and suns spinning slowly I thought I might Collect myself and carry On … They suggested that I Carry on But the moments in the Tall red grass Screamed for the purest Moment … The purest of thought I thought About when my father screamed At me to […]
