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Ian Robinson
Poems
Feb 2019
The Good, The Bad...
It was my birthday
Just any other day
June 1st
Death had plans for my hearse
Rolled over and faced the digital face
Little did I know, I had to race
Back into darkness I fell, instantly awake again
Fell right out of bed, and that’s where, when, it began
Used the wall to pull myself up
My legs were just down, I reached for my cup
I don’t ask why
I never cried
It was my 10th birthday
Death **** me, I wanna go back to that day
I sit, unable to feel,
Unbeknownst I fall
“I can’t walk mom”
“I said get to your chores”
8 days back and forth
It’s climbing and I’m falling
In Walmart, I start balling
I’ve fallen in the parking lot
On faux hopes it would pass
MRIs and CATs
Finally, a spinal
I’m dying
Deep inside, I knew
My gut knew
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Ian Robinson
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