I Don't Get It Poem by Clyde King

I Don't Get It



I don't get it
Today is like
Any other day
Nothing special
To speak about

Except Everything
Has Changed
Nothing remains the same
They say I say to
Hell with they

What do they know
About you your gentle
Voice your gentle ways
Your sweetest of faces

Gone dead kaput
I want to get blind drunk
Punch a hole in the wall
Crash my car do
Anything to stop hurting

Anything

But I can't

Aug.2018

I Don't Get It
Saturday, November 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: anger,death of a friend,despair,love
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Written after my wife died on Feb.9,2018.
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Clyde King

Clyde King

San Antonio, Texas
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