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J Bertaniel Sep 2014
I wouldn't call it that
I feel odd letting such a thing embody me
it is hard to make it sound pretty

it really isn't

it's just a poem
I'm quite angry today.
J Bertaniel Sep 2014
**** you people and your 2D polo's
please use me for to tape down cords
and I will use you for credit.

credibility
I had enough
and I would never take a recommendation
from a polo like you.

but was the credit really worth it or three?
did I need this experience?
knowing the world is gonna ******* is a no brainer
but learning and not being paid is like an underdog
smothered and stomped

you are an intern
and you are unpaid for me...

You know how it feels
but do you know how it starts
those eyes and words.. slowly creep in
or maybe the words don't even show
worst of all those looks linger on after

do something great... __
do something wrong-
___fool
don't you know what a bamba mamba is?

I thought I was here to figure out what a bamba mamba was?
Some people teach you and most people use you... that's what I have learned.
J Bertaniel Sep 2014
screams and laughs and drinks and tight clothes
social cues and groups of dudes
pausing pausing
I watch from inside the crowd

drinks and laughs and cries and sleep
social confusion and groups of some---bodies
pausing shame
I walk home from where I've been

drinks and drinks and cries and sleep and sleep
stern eyes and a dry throat
pausing pondering
already here, like I have been

drinks and light and thoughts
Wednesday isn't so bad for stumbling
pondering and pausing
not there, like I had been

I can hear the social cues from my window
I can see the tight clothes and dudes from my porch
I don't feel confusion
only pity for those watching out
from inside the crowd.
first thoughts. on the spot, just listening to my town. thinking of the past 4 years.

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