Absurdity and Untitled

This is one of those pieces where I'm pretty sure the author was taking this seriously and actually liked her poems. I never know what to comment on this as I know nothing of actual poetry, plus I don't want to be pooping on anyone's actual feelings.

Black was really nice. I wonder whatever happened to her? Her real name was Kris and we never met in person.We were pen pals back when that meant using an actual pen.

Absurdity

By Black

Sitting in the darkness

Blood trickles from my eyes

Only to turn to tears

Whenever you see me cry

Nothing left for me to do

I turn to you, but then you disappear

I touch the air you were just there

It’s still warm but then again

My mind is not clear

In the forest by the water

Your face reflected in the stream

Look again, it’s just a fish

As I wake up from a dream

Nothing left for me to be

This is just absurdity

But isn’t it the only way?

I;m going to go ahead and add the other poem Black had on this issue, since I have the same problem on not knowing how to comment on this one either.

Untitled

By Black

This is pretense

This is not my life

Or what I imagine

My life to be

It is not a hot fever dream

On a hotter summer day

This is not a faerie tale

This is not a song

But the most elaborate lie

I ever told

Or even…Believed

 

Beer

Beer

By Albert

I like my beer

Cause it’s nice and cold

Every day I take it

Out of the fridge

And look at it for awhile

And maybe one day

I might drink it


Spoiler Alert!  
He drank it.

Untitled (but probably related to the last one)

This poem was on the same page as the one last one I posted, so I guess I must have been having a really bad day at work. At the time I used to work at Clothestime, which was an inexpensive junior's clothing store. It was in a shopping plaza in the middle of Hialeah and most of the time you were in the store by yourself. We got robbed a lot.

Anyway, this is about those people that just stand in front of a store waiting for it to open, giving you the stink eye as you try to balance the register or put out merchandize or do whatever it is you need to do before you open the store. Fuck those people! Most of the time, they want to do a return and get annoyed when you don't have change even though they witness that you JUST OPENED THE STORE!

Untitled

By Aralis

Why are you here

You fucking loser?

Don’t you know

When you’re not wanted?

Don’t you have anything

Better to do?

Don’t you have a life?

Do you really think

The first thing

I want to see

In the morning

Is your face pressed

Against the glass

Beckoning for me

To open the door?

Well I don’t want to

See your face anymore

Unless it has a

Bullet hole in it.