Juan Olivarez

(september 12 / nyssa oregon)

Sometimes I Can't Write


Sometimes
I can't write.
some people
Say I can't write
Period.

These are the
Times,
I become,
An introvert

Nobody
Can talk to me.
I become
A hermit.
I sneer
At criticism
And at baths.

I snap
at the dog.
I call the cops,
On the Mockingbirds.

I exist solely,
On Ramen,
Cheetos,
And green tea.

I sleep
In my jeans,
And sneakers.
And my Astros
Ball cap,
And Oakleys.

If I could write,
I would be,
A real mess.

5/27/14
ALTON TEXAS

Submitted: Tuesday, May 27, 2014

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