MARC CARVER - POEMS

Marc Carver writes because he has nothing else to do.

​WE GET WHAT WE DESERVE

​Sometimes I miss the rain
and sometimes I even miss other people
not too much though.
but an occasional smile would be good
a little hug would be even better
but I guess I gave up on miracles a while ago
after all we all get what we deserve.

​PEPS

People never disappoint you

I don't know why now after all this time it upsets me the way it does

you know what they will do before even they do it.

Perhaps my thoughts make them do it but I don't think so

it is their nature that is what makes them do it.

Some people think they are better than others and some think they are worse.
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I sometimes think I bring out the worst in people

and I am sure that I do.

I have always liked the ones who see themselves as worse

they always have something more interesting to say.

​UNDERPASS

As I walk under the underpass

I see that someone has wiped their arse with toilet paper

and stuck it to the wall

what a place this is.

I sometimes think I am writing for people that are not even born yet.

These people with their pointless lives are already dead they just don't know it

The man in the underpass has more of a real life of that I am sure.

THE DOG HAS IT

I SWING MY ARMS AND THE BIRDS FLY INTO THE SKY

AS IF I AM THE BOSS OF THEM.

I HAVE FOUND A NEW PLACE LIKE COLOMBUS OR JAMES T

I AM AN EXPLORER

THE BEACH IS EMPTY BUT THE LOUDEST COUPLE

IN THE COUNTY FIND AND SIT BY ME.

THE BABY SCREAMS FOR A COUPLE OF HOURS

UNTIL THEY GO FOR CHIPS

I LOOK AND FEEL SORRY FOR THE DOG HE IS BY FAR THE CLEVEREST OF THEM ALL