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Herman Shorts

Herman Shorts

entreaty

we are
nearly
always
a world
which almost
was, an exception
being when we are
so sick with love
there are no
words, no
choices.
find me
there &
this time
keep me
past the fever.
show me things
can sometimes be.

(2013)

Autres oeuvres par Herman Shorts...
trying too hard

was all stupid. you weren’t that entertaining. i find it all only sad now, that
no Bukowski

now, I’m no Bukowski but my friends who don’t like poet… except his stuff, tell me they like mine, and I can drink like a drinking machine
 1
purpose

yes, darling you should come & take care of me, someone has to, & you
curse of the outlined object

the center holds itself still that rockets believably may be seen exploding in all directions from somewhere vaguely
things to avoid

dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
 1
displace

being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
beer garden

I will meet you in the open air, & pet your pony’s nose. You will be
 1
cool it

cool this angst some with beer, amazing how it works, three in and suddenly ashamed that i could hate
 1
simple fail, no malice aforethought

lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
late to the party, or did it always suck?

the conquering child turns 50, gets the gag out its mouth, says here i am. let’s play now
 2
craft

they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
(being) the favorite thing

this being we are, delights in all things, yes but is held breathless
song for baby mia

we go walking around walking all over this town nothing ever getting us down cause we’re just a couple of clown…
america thinks i'm dead

like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead
orphans milk the queen

may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky



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