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