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Writing a love poem while my friend’s mom drunkenly congratulates her for actually getting into college

Burning down the Museums
by Jeremiah Walton

Drunken tinnitus in my ears
My friends mother miserably talks in her sleep
45 minutes retching above the toilet
& I still love you.

The phrase I want to use like a rare bee sting

Words are fossils for action to unearth

Museums reject stolen cheese cake in a walmart as romantic

& we construct our own museum

for the hell of it

& giggle as the crowds roll in

knowing exactly where
the others tickle spots are.

originally posted at Gatsby’s Abandoned Children

Filed under: Poetry

About the Author

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Oi ! I’m Jeremiah Walton. For the past ~3 years I’ve been bopping around the U.S. between hitchhiking + rubber tramping, running traveling bookstore Books & Shovels + indie publisher Nostrovia! Press. My focus is in-person distribution at open mics + features + busking. Word of mouth is a fulfilling & feels to be a more intimate promotional process. I’ve featured at the NYC Poetry Festival + San Francisco Lit Crawl + Snoetry Cleveland + Beast Crawl Oakland + This Lil Lit Fest + street corners across the country. There’s a handful of my books floating around the country, but most recently is “From Here Til Utopia” (Ghost City Press). Raccoons + coyotes are my companions. Hope you dig the poems, much love, thank you❤

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