andrew-johnson-1 - Hello Poetry

I got a haircut a couple months ago Just after I had the worst possible month of my life And I guess it was almost symbolic Because I was cutting ties and knots in my hair with what I had been killing myself over for the past year.

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Jan 5, 2014

Jan 5, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC

Haircut

I got a haircut a couple months ago Just after I had the worst possible month of my life And I guess it was almost symbolic Because I was cutting ties and knots in my hair with what I had been killing myself over for the past year.

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You saved me in your moms car the other day holding my hand just in time to stop tears exploding out from my eyes. Because I'm very claustrophobic and I ******* hate small Hondas. You let me hold you when we watched Steel Magnolias with your mom crying in the back saying Im sorry I walked in on your movie, I'm such a cryer. We went into your room to listen to vinyl and even though it wasn't what I expected, I love it all. You answered all my questions about things in your room, and showed me your best fiends angry poetry on your wall. You answered every question as if every item was a priceless antiquity, even the bottle of Mardi Gras beads and how you watched a documentary about the people in factories who made them, and how you just can't bring yourself to throw them away. I don't even know if this is a poem but I'll put it up anyway. It may not be poetic but ever word that passes your lips it's Hemingway and Emerson to me.

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Dec 25, 2013

Dec 25, 2013 at 10:11 PM UTC

Steel Magnolias and Orange Soda

You saved me in your moms car the other day holding my hand just in time to stop tears exploding out from my eyes. Because I'm very claustrophobic and I ******* hate small Hondas. You let me hold you when we watched Steel Magnolias with your mom crying in the back saying Im sorry I walked in on your movie, I'm such a cryer. We went into your room to listen to vinyl and even though it wasn't what I expected, I love it all. You answered all my questions about things in your room, and showed me your best fiends angry poetry on your wall. You answered every question as if every item was a priceless antiquity, even the bottle of Mardi Gras beads and how you watched a documentary about the people in factories who made them, and how you just can't bring yourself to throw them away. I don't even know if this is a poem but I'll put it up anyway. It may not be poetic but ever word that passes your lips it's Hemingway and Emerson to me.

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I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow And stuffing my pockets with your notes And having Shirey ask about them I hope that one day I can smoke in the "Temple" with you and your best friend, and see if it's all you say it is. I'm looking forward to having you come over on my birthday and kissing you on my parents couch while I read you The Eye of The World Most of all I'm looking forward to just being able to look at you through the smoke and think I don't deserve you at all, how did I do it?

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Dec 16, 2013

Dec 16, 2013 at 10:59 PM UTC

Anticipation/Anxiety

I'm looking forward to seeing you tomorrow And stuffing my pockets with your notes And having Shirey ask about them I hope that one day I can smoke in the "Temple" with you and your best friend, and see if it's all you say it is. I'm looking forward to having you come over on my birthday and kissing you on my parents couch while I read you The Eye of The World Most of all I'm looking forward to just being able to look at you through the smoke and think I don't deserve you at all, how did I do it?

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I wish being a poet made me money. I wish my emotions made people happy. I just wish a lot of things for a lot of outcomes because I just want to be happy.

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Dec 14, 2013

Dec 14, 2013 at 8:06 PM UTC

While talking to someone from Iowa;

I wish being a poet made me money. I wish my emotions made people happy. I just wish a lot of things for a lot of outcomes because I just want to be happy.

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If only you knew How stressful it is To hear a siren at night And wonder if its heading to your house. But you have rabbits to take care of, and classes at community college. So there's no reason that you'd cut too deep tonight. Right? But I'll see your car in the parking lot on Monday and throw up my anxiety in the bathroom.

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Dec 14, 2013

Dec 14, 2013 at 7:50 PM UTC

I think she drives a Pontiac now.

If only you knew How stressful it is To hear a siren at night And wonder if its heading to your house. But you have rabbits to take care of, and classes at community college. So there's no reason that you'd cut too deep tonight. Right? But I'll see your car in the parking lot on Monday and throw up my anxiety in the bathroom.

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I keep hearing it reverberating in my head *I'm selfish, I'm a liar and I'm broken, **** runs though my head every day I wouldn't tell anyone* But instead I'll just keep quiet and think about whether or not you kept the bracelet I made you.

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Dec 11, 2013

Dec 11, 2013 at 4:37 PM UTC

Kept Inside

I keep hearing it reverberating in my head *I'm selfish, I'm a liar and I'm broken, **** runs though my head every day I wouldn't tell anyone* But instead I'll just keep quiet and think about whether or not you kept the bracelet I made you.

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I'm scared for your eternal life my dad says. I can't help but laugh at what he says I'm serious Andrew He says with tears forming. I'm not laughing anymore But how ****** up is it when you hate what you believe in so much, because it hurts your own ******* father?

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Dec 8, 2013

Dec 8, 2013 at 7:36 PM UTC

I'm Scared For You

I'm scared for your eternal life my dad says. I can't help but laugh at what he says I'm serious Andrew He says with tears forming. I'm not laughing anymore But how ****** up is it when you hate what you believe in so much, because it hurts your own ******* father?

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I don't want to read about the origin of the word "potter" I don't care that Ball clay is found on Devon, England I just want to hold you and read Robert Jordan to you Because it's 1:04, my shirt smells like you. And I'm ln love.

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Dec 3, 2013

Dec 3, 2013 at 1:04 PM UTC

Why do they call it throwing?

I don't want to read about the origin of the word "potter" I don't care that Ball clay is found on Devon, England I just want to hold you and read Robert Jordan to you Because it's 1:04, my shirt smells like you. And I'm ln love.

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Roses are red Violets are blue Maturity is weird And so are you - Jake Bodner

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Dec 3, 2013

Dec 3, 2013 at 12:54 PM UTC

Untitled

Roses are red Violets are blue Maturity is weird And so are you - Jake Bodner

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I'm a pretty pathetic poet I'm not up at 3am pouring my heart out on white canvases Or composing wonderful literature about love Fact is in asleep before most of you eat dinner Just sitting in my room thinking about the pack of Marlboro lights hidden under my bed There's no great epiphany I can right about I'm not a Emerson, a Whitman, or a Dillard or a Hull I'm not a poet.

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Dec 2, 2013

Dec 2, 2013 at 10:02 PM UTC

First poem.

I'm a pretty pathetic poet I'm not up at 3am pouring my heart out on white canvases Or composing wonderful literature about love Fact is in asleep before most of you eat dinner Just sitting in my room thinking about the pack of Marlboro lights hidden under my bed There's no great epiphany I can right about I'm not a Emerson, a Whitman, or a Dillard or a Hull I'm not a poet.

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