© Easy Come, Easy Burn

Poems Just Wanna Have Fun

There's a time to let a poem burn your thoughts or your heart.

This isn't it...

© Easy Come, Easy Burn

Mimi Wolske

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Until you, I wondered what it

Would be like to love someone and

See them as the only one with the

Ability to make the world turn. But,

If my presence can’t change your life,

Then let my absence have meaning—

Please, just stand cloaked in flames

As I sprint away with the matches.

Mimi-Mona Poetry - One Hundred Days Without A Couch

©One Hundred Days Without A Couch

Mimi Wolske

Mimi Wolske and Mona Arizona™

September 2014

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You can't lock me away in the wrong day of the week.

I can't break through until Friday —Friday is the best day;

I must be free to make my own decisions and

Friday is more important to me than... than peanut butter.

It's a circus out there and all of the roads lead in you a circle...

The earth is round, you know, and clowns are on the road of life.

In the old days, they used to draw and quarter men

And hang their heads on poles in front of the gates;

So, now, play that on your harmonica!

Why am I always someplace else when I hear good news?

There's only two things to think about in a gamble.

What have I got to win? What have I got to lose?

It takes all my effort just to keep the frost off of my petunias;

Besides, you can't play Mahjong on a haystack, only solitaire.

My hands cling to the braches just as did the hands of

My ancient ancestors; my brain tries convincing me,

"You're not a mental case! You make broccoli drinks for kings!"

I have been one hundred days without a couch, so, you see?

You can't lock me away in the wrong day of the week!

I can't break through until Friday —Friday's the only day!