Free verse № 27382
Check Yourself
"Shit happens", they say.
I still can't figure why
the judge went that way.
Coffee in hand, driving along
minding my business
then something went wrong.
Laid up, felt like a slob
shoulder out three months
replaced, lost my job.
With the wife and kids
the house went somewhere
I'm alone, so here I sits.
No, I'm no everyday jerk
I'm just broke and homeless,
I was on my way to work.
21 comments
go, boy!
okay, now the poem: the punctuation in the second stanza confuses me. do you need the comma after shoulder?
like the thought.
kicked me in the gut.
because I'm feeling that way,
I'll go with an eight.
I liked the vibe in this piece but take it or leave it heres a last line i think could end it.....
Fuck ! life can be so acrimonious.
anyway drag this 7 by the hair and drag her away.
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