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JG Reposh Sep 2010
I have been
unto me faithful
unto me just
and faith
have I
in my own justice

and heart unto you
faithful
and with wings
into soft skies
to wait eternal

and they unto me
with contempt
and with malice
borne in indignity
borne in solace
a softer sky

parting word:
peace among you
to lie to those you may
and to be among those
whose grace is everlasting
JG Reposh Sep 2010
I would drive
through dull cold
through the warm
of tears, over
and down my face

if only to drive,
and disappearing into trees
still driving,
sullen
strong against the heat
to soon forget
over a mile

I will be better
I will be new
I will park in a field
and wait until
the heat
is finished
JG Reposh Sep 2010
from one
forever eternally
the bodies of thousands
who, writ of the voice
made from the doubt
the mistrust
and of the suspicion
to be upon this paper lain
half-eaten
broken in body
and gentle in tongue

they will always curse
the night
for their bread daily
and for the feast
of knowledge
and of a truer heart

they will finally
break rank
and file
to then pick
lilac
from the meadow,
and lain across the fresh soil
they will soften
in the dew
in the snow
to vanish
JG Reposh Sep 2010
rub one out in the shower.
when you go out for a cigarette,
you don't, you won't
stand around
chewing fat with new folk
old folk up and left
what's left is watch a flick alone
flick the light walk the path
around the building
for the eighth time today
because you can't chew the fat
with the new folk in the parking lot
light their lights with strangers
talk about how you
hand-rolled that cigarette is that
a zippo you've got how cool
this is my major
this is why i'm here, why
are you here?
so you rub one out
in the shower.
JG Reposh Sep 2010
you knew it would happen
sometimes you're kissing;
know she'll spend the night
know she'll bite
you can't do it
you will do it
offer her the night
she'll sleep
badly,
not till 4:30 A.M. when
you're waiting for 10
and you can't get to sleep cause

it's not her
she tickled you and
you got limp ****
but it's 'no harm done'
you wanted to have fun but you
fall asleep at 4:30
wake up at 10
taking even longer
this morning than you do any other
and you get in the shower
she tells you she's leaving
from around
the hallway corner
JG Reposh Sep 2010
violence
is a silent cruiser
outside of my window
and a fist-fight lost
by one or another;

he’ll sleep it off
I won’t

--

I don't like to talk
about everything
I can't remember names
too well
I can't get up
too early

but a face I'll
remember

I can
recall their faces
so easily
I don't even know
whose they are

but nobody talks
like there's **** to say
"I'm good at my job,
but I hate it"
but I don't talk about it;
you shouldn't
even if it were your life

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