Wort

on my skin you make your
home
2 year lease is what i have.
painful

if only my rent were so cheap

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Whisper

I watch myself from a dream
I turn off the alarm
my belt
undone
i remove my pants
then i went to sleep

somehow i removed my shirt

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Hole in my Pocket

I put things in and they fall
out

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Folded Sheets

Neat and clean
folded pefectly
well practiced hands
memorized reactions

a sheet is pulled from the
dryer

but how did they get dirty?

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Cookiees

Without reason I awake
a light tapping i can hear below me
inside the bag i find a mouse
it darts in fear

i didn't mind sharing my

cookiees

All poems by Jake Barager (me)