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CONCEITED POET

CONCEITED POET

CONCEITED POET

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

I am being crucified today

on the Mt. of errors.

Who was this icon before me

that insisted

he knew all the Words of rhythms

read every book known

and did this

all out of his home?

Drive the nail in please

it might invigorate me

to be

the stubborn ass I really am.

Mind you

this is not supposed to make sense

It’s a carefree day

and I really don’t give a shit

who reads and who doesn’t.

Bukowski

are you reincarnating yourself again?

My fever is up

and I think your up to something again.

I always knew

there was something no good about me.

Here you are, you made me say that again.

Ah- Bukowski …

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