A boy, cat puke, and a cookie.

‘Eww. Yuck!’
Our two year old said to
The cat puke on the floor
‘Yea that’s yuck. Don’t touch it.’
He never does
He just stands there and points
I came back with cleaning supplies
Just in time to see Gavin
Putting something into his mouth
‘What was that?’
‘Mmm. A cookie. In my mouth. Yea’
He then pointed to his mouth
I’m pretty sure it was just a cookie
I start scrubbing the floor
While our huge maine coon cat
Rubs against me purring
And Gavin watches
My tongue is still flared up
From biting it last night
But that’s OK
I love all of this

-M. Taggart

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The Good Life

I just bit my tongue
hard while sneezing
In the background I hear
“There goes Daddy!”
I was washing bottles
Now I have blood filling
my mouth with soap suds
dripping from my hands
I can feel another coming
I smile as it loads

-M. Taggart

The hell of it

I don’t like TV
I don’t like the noise of it
The buy this of it
Fear that
Fear this more and
Don’t die
Here’s how to not die
spend spend
And your heart won’t fail
As your grass is so fucking
Green

-M. Taggart

 

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Odd Walking Thoughts

It’s time to let sit what sits and watch. Memories comb our nerves while our sitting becomes lack thereof. A someone views a chair that moves at will upon two legs. They think about how eleven is only two lines standing next to one another, yet no one seems to notice. So they allow the chair to continue on. The chair is searching for a name while the walk of confidence has not ended.

-M. Taggart

Not Their Void – A Poem

My grandfather was orphaned
While in utero
His father committed suicide
Before he was born
His mother gave him,
Along with his siblings
To the state

When he was 18 he joined the Navy
And never looked back
I wish I could have known him
He held me once
When I was six months old
He was 41 when he died
I am told I’m a lot like him

Our neighbor’s husband is moving to Florida
They have a young son and daughter together
And both are now stuck with abandonment’s scar for life
I hope he enjoys his new life
And that he eventually realizes his flesh
Is worthless
It infuriates me to know there are people in this world
So void they rip holes where hearts beat
Hearts held in place by tiny frames
And little feet with little hands
Please little ones, understand you are not their void.

-M. Taggart

Poem-

Having framed my imagination
I dropped my will to succeed
Into a vase filled with water
Then placed flowers into the vase
Under my caged imagination
Hoping for the two to finally meet

-M. Taggart

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Poem-

I lay on a metal cot
With one grey blanket
Thin, nearly see through
Pulled over my flesh
As if to send my sins to
Shade cold rotten cement

-M. Taggart

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Have a Day

Take life for granted and it’ll take you back
It’ll be too late and you’ll realize nothing
So go have that walk – find those roses
Hell- dig them up and replant them under
Your nose so you’ll always remember this day

-M. Taggart
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