Poems from Kyle Kulseth
My name's Kyle. I love punk rock, improv, comedy, baseball, board games, boozing and carousing with good friends, aaaand uuuuh...you, why not? I write ornery bummer poetry, because I am an ornery bummer.
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Orange skies alight above urban blightblinking motherboard of these city lightsthe circuits begin frayingall these alleys lead away from...
HuddleAnd shiverAnd scowl turn away nowfrom snow-sunburnt facesin cracked and frostbitten window panesA chance taken...
Halt our shallow breaths-- staccato fogs at the stoplightsCling precarious in coldlike the frost on the stop signs.The...
You said this place would grind down on tired heartsI towed my line, now I'll die on the sidewalkthe second the snow thaws.So bury me...
Foot prints in these streetsmight seep right into the groundas the signs in the front yards' colors fade out to brown
Your...