writings and artwork by NRM

Shut the fuk up

i'd like
for once
to just
say to
a random customer
or fellow employee
To
shut
the fuk up

or grab a book
from grubby hands
toss to ground
saying
don't read that shit
read this

i think it a lot
of times
all
dam day

turn the music down

then straighten slouched shoulders
lift weights from with in
drama drifting away
to sun burned
ocean breeze
and spicy bloody marys
floating in
filtered skull
hole
like inside
um……bilical cords
among cancerous
thank you
have a nice day

shut
the
fuk
up

This poem Copyright 2001 Nicholas Morgan.


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