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My Daily Dilemma

My Daily Dilemma

A Poem by Ryan

Twelve dollars of Monopoly money and a lonely second act:

The empty seat next to me is still

full of you, but the jokes aren’t as funny when you’re not

there to laugh at them. I should have told you when I had you.

I should have told you in those

hundred and


excruciating minutes, where the only thing I could think was how jealous I was of the red on your lips.

One hundred twelve minutes I should have placed your digits between mine and suffered the consequences. Either way I would have known.


The boy inside me chooses to be ignorant. The crotchety old man

knows there’s no chance. I take a solitary walk home

over mountainous speed bumps, through crowds of people I should know

but don’t give a f**k about. After each stride, I mumble a single syllable to you,

standing right next to me                                    miles away.

Syllables glob to form words, words cluster into

ill-phrased sentences drunken with enough romance to make an alcoholic puke.

And as I push the elevator button to return to my prison cell, I’m just thankful your bike was still chained up, sleeping soundly on its rack.

© 2012 Ryan

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really good. Good descriptions especially when getting how the MC is feeling across to the reader. I don't understand why you stop certain sentences half way through and start a new line though, maybe it's a pause for lyrical affect but it's confusing and makes me stutter when reading it. But other than that, great job

Posted 8 Years Ago

Languid yearning, drowning in the memories. Almost tragic, but an every day custom. Today's and tommorrow's and still dwelling on yesterday. Love it.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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