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Lysander Gray
Poems
Jul 2012
Spleen
Empty glasses sit like soldiers at attention.
8 wide, 10 thick;
ranks for drunks.
The business of boredom
beats the barmaids and patrons
into service,
or subservience.
We are watched over
by flickering eyes
which could
stop
staring
at any moment.
Loneliness is a half-pint.
I'm glad my glass is full.
I'm glad the barmaid wears checks on her stockings.
I'm glad the barmaid reads.
I'm glad the economy is ******,
so economists have something to make them feel interesting.
I'm glad the lesbians found feminism;
instead of Jesus.
I'm glad for the sad eyed, gray haired drunks
that live off Marlboro Red's and dream-fumes.
I'm glad the roof is stained with memories:
postcards
sketches
photographs
an old box of pills.
And I love you because you're a *******.
Written by
Lysander Gray
Citizen of the World.
(Citizen of the World.)
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