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Best Poems From
LAURENCE OVERMIRE
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Equal Opportunity Knocks
Standing at the bottom of a huge cylindrical room
Surrounded by doors
All locked
Two chaps considered the situation.
The first summoned his considerable energies
Knocking and pounding with intrepid voice
Raising a clamor to fright Beelzebub, but alas, to no avail.
Spent, he collapsed, eyes closed, exhausted.
The second reached gingerly into his vest
Pulled out a wad of crisp new bills
And slipping one under the nearest door
Waited calmly as it opened.
He passed through quickly and bolted the lock behind him
Precisely so the poor fellow
Stranded on the floor
Would be none the wiser when he woke up.
(Previously published in CER*BER*US, XXXVII, Jan 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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Funicular (haiku)
Mountain's misted peak
up and down railway dreamers
passing through the clouds
(Previously published in Borders and Time, March 2000)
Laurence Overmire
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Funkin' Good
Funk me, baby
Funk me with your sexy sax
Snare my drumbeat back
And finger the keyboards
Up and down my spine
Oh tickle my twinklin toes, baby
My feet are floozin
Up the willies of my brain
Funk me fast and
Funk me slow but
Funk me, baby
Funk me
In the hot blue magic
Of the joe-full, sloe
Jinn
Night.
(Previously published in Short North Gazette, Feb 2001; Cotword, June 2001; The Hold, Aug 2003)
Laurence Overmire
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A Garret in Arles
As a poet
She knew what Van Gogh
Must have felt
All those years
Creating images in
Splashing color
Blood and dreams mixed in oil
(That)
The rest of the world
Out of misplaced time, deemed
Worthless.
(Previously published in The Underbeat Journal, No.2, July 2003)
Laurence Overmire
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