Poetry from Jack Galmitz

A Melamine Cup Drops

Poems by Jack Galmitz

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Bang! Bang!

this is America

he yelled

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under

the covers

I discovered

Her inside self

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there were giants

once and then men

and now us

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in the cat

a friend

I knew then

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I’ll say this

coming from the showerheads

is poison gas

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skating backwards

the letter “y”

came to mind

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I have become

all things

that stand up

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you will be well

provided for

spring flowers

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a station of the cross West 4th

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The car wash

bigger

& better

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well, here I am
out of cigarettes
there’s a full moon

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The Apocalypse
broadcast from all
available stations

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laugher

will be forgotten

hereafter

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