Benjamin Jenkins, poem, poems, poetry, writing

I hope this thing never breaks;

Slows as it sits on the shelf.

My mind seems to couple words

With the same fervor as the

Dark days in winter.

Dust spelling stories untold,

The radiators are cold,

Drinking beers, watching x-files.

I want to believe.

Let’s watch Mulder bone Scully

Or Seth Rogan; James Franco.

Marshall Mathers cameos.

Is that a real name?

He wears spectacles at night.

He believes in aliens.

You think he’s an alien?

One of those lizard people

The Reptillians.


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