Expectations

While it’s never
As bad
As you think
It will be

It’s also
Never as good
As you remember
It to be

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This poem is from the book A Requiem For What Could Have Been: Poetry For The Broken

On The Brink

I’m on the brink,
I’m out of sync,
I need time to think.

To catch the link
Between the words I speak
To my shrink,
And my kink,
And the thoughts I drown in drink.

I’m gonna get some new ink,
A new vice in which to sink,
A new way to link,
A new way to rethink,
The chink in my personality stink
And my inability to stay in sync.

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This poem is inspired by the book How To Write Evocative Poetry