A.j. Binash

Rookie - 44 Points (04-20-1988 / Dodgeville WI)

A.j. Binash Poems

1. Community Service 2/9/2013
2. Creatures Of The Night 2/22/2014
3. In All Honesty 12/23/2012
4. You Get What You Deserve 2/8/2013
5. Tupac Isn'T Dead 5/6/2014
6. The Golden Calf Is Beautiful. 6/8/2014
7. I Am Shamed. I Am Drunk. 6/4/2014
8. Can I Talk 1/27/2013
9. Some Children Are Better Off 2/28/2014
10. Dying Sheriff. Dying Thief. 12/8/2013
11. White Pride? 6/16/2014
12. Mother Nature's Sex Crime 7/22/2014
13. That Time I Clogged The Toilet... 6/22/2014
14. Learning To Listen. Not Possible? 4/4/2014
15. God Is Dead? I Missed The Funeral. 4/4/2014
16. Sonnet Instead Of Flowers 3/17/2014
17. The Library Is A Utopia For The Homeless, Sortof. 11/23/2013
18. Enjoying Beer In Hell 12/29/2012
19. Your First Day Of College 1/3/2013
20. If God Is Silent 6/3/2013
21. Enigmatica Jellyfish 9/21/2013
22. Humans Suffer. Not The Art? 11/29/2013
23. What! Me (Why) Worry? 12/12/2013
24. Little Dog, God? 2/17/2014
25. Sad Dog. Happy Pig. 4/4/2014
26. Eating Humble Pie With Gold Teeth 3/26/2014
27. ...'For Young Lungs To Be Coughing Up Blood' 5/20/2014
28. All Dogs Go To Heaven? 5/20/2014
29. 'Don'T Need A Gun To Blow Your Mind! ' 5/26/2014
30. Perfect Form Of Charity. Give Them What They Desire? 2/27/2014
31. Whoops? 2/27/2014
32. Twitch 3/5/2014
33. Death Of A Poet 3/30/2014
34. For Your Game Winning Proposal 5/11/2014
35. Wtf Is A Soul? 5/12/2014
36. Evolution Of Having A Desire-To Have No Desire At All 4/8/2014
37. Out Of Reach 8/2/2014
38. Slumber Party! 3/13/2013
39. A Martyr For Privilege 12/29/2013
40. A Long Way Back Home 10/18/2013
Best Poem of A.j. Binash

Community Service

I sat in my car
Outside the Goodwill

Playing with distorted shadows
Made by
The glare off the sun
Over the frost designs
On my window

I poured two…maybe four
Shots of brandy
Into my coffee

A swirl of steam
Twirled under my nose
The scent of alcohol
Provided the catalyst
To tolerate
The physical labor
I was about to endure

I walked inside
And the sad faces of the poor
Displayed through their
Wrinkled scowls

My
'Boss'
Stood before me
Slouching
Wreaking of cigarettes

'This is your partner for ...

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Based On A True Story

The morning sun
Had just kissed the window

Through the blinds
A gleam of sunlight
Danced inside the whiskey glass
I held within my fingers

She walked into the kitchen

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