i want to sleep now like an old dog
may i do that please
just this one time
for am i not an old dog now
and is this afternoon not endless
and dark with clouds
already this afternoon has gone on
for ten months
and i want to sleep like an old dog
just be quiet for once
-jobe
don’t probe your brain in the dark
when you’re angry
with a screwdriver and a flashlight
and an attitude
try to avoid saying “it can’t get any worse”
it really can get a lot worse and quickly
what’s that-
you already probed your brain
and your life is a train wreck
you might need a better poet for that
-jobe
tyler childers / whitehouse road
links
HOOT, a monthly literary magazine on a postcard
VIA NEGATIVA, purveyors of fine poetry since 2003
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