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Order this writing in the Charlie Newman May 2010 cc&d poetry collection book “Deckard Kinder/ Charlie Newman” |
 
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another America
Charlie Newman
America
I got my own self to think about if you don’t mind
my own shadow to cast
my own mistakes to make
America
I’m set in my ways and I like it that way
so just leave me alone if you please
America
I’m an accident waiting to happen
a wire wrapped too damn tight
a song that needs a little singing and no one knows where the goddamn choir is at the mo
America
I am confused by the array of deadly weapons on the kitchen table next to the vegetables
and I think this is not one good sign
America
your child is missing
and lonely
and battered
and broken in a crowded lobby
awaiting a shiny straight-from-the-assembly-line-new virgin body
America
you talk trash even though you could talk treasure
if you would
if you would
America
your sheets are not lily white and you are so distant
you hold me by the long arm of the law and stare into my beady eyes and dare me to tell your secrets
as if anyone would believe me where you are concerned
America
I will not be dish rag if I cannot be table cloth
and that is all I have to say about it
