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I SLEPT IN MY CLOTHES LAST NIGHT

ALM No.63, May 2024

POETRY

ALAN BERGER

5/30/20241 min read

It all goes by so quick

One day you’re experiencing

Your first licorice stick

The next day you’re at your urologist’s

Hat in hand covering your dick

It was not more than a few ago years
When my melodic voice caught pretty ears

It all goes by so tough
A familiar thought is
I have had enough
But you plow
Somehow

I Wrestle with myself
In the dark
With the eternal
As I make my way thru the external

Sometimes I sit at the end of my bed as my feet shake the floor
The guy in the apartment below does not mind
He looks like he even does it more

I Slept in my clothes last night
I did take off my sunglasses
The sheep made many passes
Over the fences as I rhymed sentences

In the morning I took a walk without my phone
Had a talk with me myself and I alone

Ever have one of those nights and days
Would not surprise me
If the answer
Was not nay

It all goes by so slow
Like a cloud without wind to blow