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Nathaniel Did Not Kiss Me on the Waterfront

Boston is a mystery.

I have wandered cities with more exotic names,
cities with skyscraper handjobs and teeth like razors,
cities with green parks full
of fairy children and bocce ball.

I have sat on bridges and thought of jumping into the ocean,
swept out and polished like sea glass.
Mountains have broken my toes, and one day, drunk on good wishes,
I swam naked in Lake Union.
On a park bench near the Haight
a pretty lesbian took my hand and we climbed trees in the park.

I have kissed alligators and caught butterflies;
found Jesus in a Salt Lake City bus station
and promptly lost him again.

Here on the subway I imagine what I will say to you:

Did you enjoy Paris? Were the women beautiful?
Did you find your lost mother, seven euros, a box full of faded postcards?


I will wink unconvincingly and you'll buy me coffee
from the street vendor
with bluish, cracked fingers.

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Needs some work. Editing for sure. Part of my thirty poems in thirty days project.

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Comments

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  • zappa gold member
    November 4

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    i love adventure in the write. Your words are an adventure. This poem is both sketchy and razor sharp in it's detail of your thinking. Very intelligent but also very vincible.

  • fanniesson
    October 29

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    Just great what could I say
    a poem you don’t want to end


  • Ryno
    October 29

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    You are an extremely intelligent poet. You use images so brilliantly... normally I do not copy and paste quotes, because, well, the author knows what they have written, but look at this again:

    "I have sat on bridges and thought of jumping into the ocean,
    swept out and polished like sea glass."

    Whoa. I mean WHOA-OA-OA!


    • vaguelyfamiliar
      October 29

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      You are very perceptive...... those are lines that wrote themselves first and around which I fit the rest of the poem.

      Thank you for your comments. Seriously.

      • Ryno
        October 29
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        Thank-YOU for your creative style.

  • I have not been on this site in about three years. I have not written poetry in forever. I forgot how beautiful it can be. You have been on my favorites list ever since I signed up for this site and I just love what you write! This is no exception. Anyways, I love it! Good job! Hopefully I will find my inspiration again.


  • SpiritDarkmaiden
    October 29
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    Lol love this poem

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