Very Bad Poetry

on days when I'm
down on my luck
I hit all red lights
on the way to work

I forget my lunch at home
and have to order something
from the cute guy
down the hall

I have a bad dream,
or haven't slept well,
am sore from the gym,
or from my heels

I'm mad at coworkers
or annoyed by patrons
or sad about my mom
or upset about bullshit

But I'm never picking up
cans on the side of the road
or begging for change
or sucking cocks for quarters

So I'm pretty lucky, I guess
and should shut my big mouth
next time I want to bitch
about some Dickwad who has

too much time on his hands.

Emily Reeve has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 9/6/07. Read more of Emily's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Emily's latest works: