“Deadbeats Lament” (A Poem)

by Martin Anton Smith martinantonsmith@gmail.com

Sorry For Talking While You Were Interrupting

But When Push Comes To Shove You Shove Back

Yes, You Contributed A Lot

But You Took More than You Gave

Leaving Us All With Psychic Negative Equity

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What’s That You Say? It’s Hard To Hear

When My Eardrums Ring A Deadbeats Lament

Am I A Human Or A Programmed Feeling?

But I Ended Up Painting, Not Walking

On That Derelict Ceiling

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The Psychiatrist’s Wet Dream That Never Leaves

I’m Surrounded By Kooks I Can’t Rebuff

Many Images Abound Through Broken Glass

My Life’s Full Of Cracks & Don’t Wander Backs

Are These The Unclean Spirits Of Frauds & Hacks?



			

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