observe and remember
i am the lonely man
you see in the coffee
aisle
looking for something
that is just dark, simple,
easy
the little joys i can find
sometimes
the rest of life is spent
eyes open mouth shut
observe and remember
all life is is content
i would love for that
to change at some
point before i die
but my desperation
hasn't reached the
stages of mail order
brides or falling in
love with a stripper
of course
i still have a few
years to go
The Beatnik Cowboy 
Love this one!!! Gave me a smile.
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thank you
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Life has been reduced to content, that ironically is the draining of it. By making all content, it becomes that the actual content no longer matters.
QUEEN MAB’S POETRY REGIME # x
All is Content!
All is Posts!
And ultimately content is exactly that,
The draining of Yours.
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Great poem, my friend.
I love your work in The Best Of The Beatnik Cowboy 5.
Pleased that we’re in print together.
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