I’ve never touched the rim
and I never will
no matter how hard I try
no matter how high I jump
no matter how many coaches there are
standing around to “encourage” me
you telling me
I should be nicer to people
nicer to YOU
is a lot like that
if all you want is nice
you’re not my tribe anyway
salesmen are “nice”
when they sell you a lemon
politicians are “nice”
they smile and crack jokes
as they sign laws
that’ll starve children
bosses can be “nice”
as they kick your ass
out the door
and whores are always
so very “nice”
when they slip
a little something
in your drink
as their “manager”
waits in the hall
Brian Rihlmann was born in NJ, and currently lives in Reno, NV. He writes mostly semi autobiographical, confessional free verse, much of it on the so-called "grittier" side. Folk poetry...for folks. He has been published in Constellate Magazine, Poppy Road Review, and has an upcoming piece in The American Journal Of Poetry.
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