Poemetry by T.A. Barnhart

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2021-6-1

it seems kind of pointless
and more than a bit stupid
to blame my brain
for all my problems,
but there ya go.
2021-5-30

at least the books i read
do me the grace
of allowing that,
while quite doable
(otherwise: why write the book?)
2021-5-5

the science tells me
i see nothing
in this world;
i’m just a brain
in a skull….
2021-5-3

realizing this morning
i am unsatisfied
with my life
as if this is a surprise.
of course i am….
2021-4-29

i made the mistake
of opening myself up
to my own scrutiny.
i was not disgusted
by seeing myself….
2021-4-19

transcendent moments
tear through life
like a bullet
through the brain.
what was…
2021-4-16

i think it’s clear
my parents let me down
just as i
let my children down.
my mother went one direction….
2021-4-13

even the good things
cause me pain.
i don’t handle life well,
so when things
are not good….
2021-4-12

how selfish
do i have to be
to take care
of myself?
i’m not exactly….
2021-4-9

“suffering is optional”
which sounds awesome
(yippee!)
until reminded
“pain is unavoidable”….
2021-4-6

i failed myself
again today,
but that’s alright
because
“failed myself”…
2021-4-5

the early morning song
of the early morning birds
in the cool of the early morning spring
reminds me
that soon these birds….
2021-4-2

being alone,
as i am
as we all are,
a being, alone,
a human being….
2020-4-1

23,500.
that’s how many days,
more or less,
i have been on
this planet.
2021-3-30

today i am using
the correct pen.
funny how that matters
in my head
and nowhere else.
2021-3-29

a room full of kids
being kids
and a son
i haven’t seen for so long
that he now has….
2021-3-26

i was supposed to be living
better than this;
that was the agreement
i made
in exchange for being free….
2021-3-22

life is hard enough
without the need
to start over
every damn day.
i wake, tired….
2021-3-21

you are asking a lot
to ask me to
care about others
when so few other
care about me.
2021-3-19

i keep hoping to find
that secret crime
locked inside my head,
that heinous act
committed against me….
2021-3-18

some people can afford
for life to be unfair.
literally.
i cannot.
i cannot pull out….

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