A short poem.
by Marcus Jonathan Chapman
I tried to bet the ponies
Like Bukowski
But my math is atrocious
I tried drinking
Like Hemingway
But the loneliness was unbearable
I tried writing
Like Joyce, Miller and Burroughs
But my mind is too chaotic
I tried meditating
Like Cheever
But there’s too much fight in my chest
I tried uppers and downers
Like Thompson
But clarity was elusive
I tried
I’ll try
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