MJ blathers

dark poet who loves to laugh


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what matters

i have loved
and been loved
i love
and, joyously,
am loved beyond measure
all else
let it be

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i, fighter

i want to serve
but not to be treated as your servant
my ego still insists
that i am worthy of your praise
or at least your acknowledgement
of my existence
i am a human being
if you cut me, i will bleed
and try like hell
to slice you back
i fight, not proudly
but readily
as though in recoil
i admire quaker friends
and try to turn the other cheek
but i have limits
boundaries beyond which
i will react
i have not killed
but in defense of a child
i would


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little racket man

(a pantoum)

sweaty little racket man
tow-head bright in the sun
kicking down others’ castles in the sand
calling names meant to hurt

tow-head bright in the sun
you listen, but do not hear
calling names meant to hurt
sleep now, please, little destroyer

you listen, but do not hear
kicking down others’ castles in the sand
sleep now, please, little destroyer
sweaty little racket man