Poetry by JC Snyder

fear of the grocery store

i know i must go
put the groceries on the belt
but here come the eyes
behind me

the cat food
the cheese
god forbid the medicine
eyes behind are
up and down
stripping me
bare.

conceptual, poem, poetry, stream of consciousness

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JC Snyder

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Bobby Ty

July 6, 2011 at 11:40 am

What would Howard Roark do?

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Jody Costa

July 6, 2011 at 12:19 pm

good to see you back Bobby Ty 🙂 sooo what WOULD Howard Roark do?

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