Keith Dovoric Poems

I wanna start fresh
Ditch the folks who used to know me
The ones who watched me plow the fields
Of mediocrity
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A path of good intentions running right outside my door
I never really understood what all the fuss was for
Maybe there's a Heaven here and maybe there's a core
But who here has the courage to confront it?
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I'm lost in a foreign country
But I've lived here all my life
Recently I came into money
I bought a tractor and a Bowie knife
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Waking up on winter mornings - the birth spasm reenacted
Time to head out in a world of pain and cold
Have to harness up the troika, don my bashlyk hood and jacket
And see my shadowy comrades all now stark and old
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I think I'll work on my abs today
Maybe run on the belt
Work some muscles that in 15 years
I haven't felt
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It's a feeding frenzy
But there are no sharks, Bess
It's a moonlight sonata
In total darkness
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We think we have a picture
But that's not how it goes
Give ‘em one little piece of the puzzle,
And everybody thinks he knows
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Broke man all a-shiver
On another winter's eve
He don't have far to venture
Has nothing up his sleeves
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I wanna live to a hundred-and-three
A minor footnote in history
Oh yeah
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There's a secretary that I know
whose husband recently died
But life somehow continues as before
She has to keep replicating the myth
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