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Black Tuesday
by Mainon A Schwartzyou bring me tips & i
uncapitulate my stances.
the stock price of long islands
& dancing on tables has risen
so high that i'm tempted to cash in
my chips & sell all
my mixed metaphors
to the highest bidder.
you bring me options & no one
will explain how to assess the penalty
of staying out of sight--
binoculars stray so often nowadays
and two round lenses can bring me
untrussed & trusting to the window.
here then is the problem-- i
am always facing the moment
when the sidewalk stumbles blankly
beneath me, just before i crash.
10/22/2003 Posted on 10/22/2003
Copyright © 2024 Mainon A Schwartz
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Rachelle Howe on 10/22/03 at 01:30 PM F*CK ME. no, really. i mean, this.. is like being sore the next morning and smiling in rememberence even though it's painful as hell. |
| Posted by Leah Laiben on 10/22/03 at 04:48 PM this is unbelievable! one of the best poems i've read in a while. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 10/26/03 at 05:28 AM Yes,'then is the problem' when A resolves and B dissolves. And C does the opposite. Life is intracate. And so is knowing and being. |
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