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Mark W Meehan Dec 2016
Don't be bitter my friend
you’ll regret it soon
hold to your togetherness
or surely you’ll scatter

don’t walk away gloomy
from this garden 
you’ll end up like an owl 
dwelling in old ruins

face the war and
be a warrior like a lion
or you’ll end up like a pet
tucked away in a stable 

once you conquer
your selfish self 
all your darkness 
will change to light.
One of my very favorite poems. It meant a lot to me last year especially, as I was working through significant health issues.
Mark W Meehan Dec 2016
Just beyond the fogged black glass
Boston slides by as a fresh smear
Huddled between low green hills
Laced with fading white.

Worship swells inside
The blue nimbus hive
As Boltbus pilgrims bow before
Their tiny twitching screens.

Praise god from whom all content flows
Praise god for wireless here below
Praise Stephen Jobs, ye gen-y host
Praise Reddit, Fox News and Huffington Post.

Salvation in the *** of Kim Kardashian.

And the green is sliding by
Blurring truth in soft blue sky
Eternity in deep gray stone
Ignored into silence.

— The End —