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RESUME BUILDER

by matt burns

I seek this opportunity

But then I realize

That the only reason I’m doing it

Is to build my resume

And then I realize that

The only reason I’m doing most things

Is to build this resume

And what I realize is that this resume

Is basically a collection

Of things I don’t want to do

But I do them

Because I realize

It

Will

Look good

On a resume

Which is basically this piece of paper

Where things are supposed

To

Look

Good

For some employer out there

But all the things

On the resume

Are just not the things

That I’ve wanted to do with my life

The resume

Is 

A 

Record of everything I’ve done

Not for myself

But for the pleasing of somebody

Or some many people

Outside of myself

A record of my existence

Not for myself

But for others

OK WITH MESSY HAIR

by matt burns

I’ve been playing the board game with her

For a while

Just playing

And laughing

And playing

I have to pee

I go to the bathroom

I flush

I turn and look in the mirror

And see my hair

It’s a mess

I realize I 

Never 

Would have looked like this before

If I knew a girl was around

I’ve become so comfortable around her

That I don’t care if my hair is a mess

I wore a stocking hat all day

And took it off

And my hair was a mess

And she still kissed me

With love

This is all new to me

THIS IS WHAT A CELEBRITY WOULD SEE

by matt burns

Out in the great wide open highway

The dead of winter

Passing by big boulders

Random houses covered in snow and small satellite dishes

Cold

Salty

Pale

Highway

If a celebrity were going on this road trip

They’d be seeing what I’m seeing

Their experience wouldn’t be any more magical

It would be just as dreary

The drone of the car

Rubber wheels against the chalky pavement

Cold, icy, dead scenery

It would be the same

All this is what a celebrity would see

But somehow this world seems like my world

And their world seems like it would be something else

But that’s not the case

This is what a celebrity would see

LONELY HOUSE ALONG THE HIGHWAY

by matt burns

There’s the lonely-looking house along the highway

With snow all over it

And a satellite dish on the chimney

Sucking in the entertainment

The house looks so depressing

And the world around it looks depressing

Highways don’t have much personality

Or soul

So maybe that’s what’s killing the mood

Or maybe it’s all subjective

What looks like a lonely place to me

Is home to somebody else

And what’s home to me

May be a lonely place for somebody else

NONYMOUS CHARITY

by matt burns

It’s about quarter to midnight

And I’m alone in the driveway shoveling snow

The plow comes by

And the driver sees me shoveling hard

He plows the end of the driveway for me

And I give him a smile

A wave

And a THANK YOU!

The plow drives off

He resumes plowing the roads

And passes the other driveways

He only helped me because I was there

Had I not been there he wouldn’t have helped

His charitable actions

Are announced with trumpets

He does his good deeds

With the expectation of an immediate thank you

From a living, breathing human being

There was nobody shoveling the other driveways

There was nobody in the driveways

Except God

But he passed God by

And didn’t help him out

I don’t judge

I’d do the same

ALL FOR FACEBOOK

by matt burns

He posts twice an hour

About how much he loves the girl

He posts photos of her

Couples photos

He can’t just tell her he loves her in person

He has to write it on Facebook

And tag her

He can't just write love poems to her

And read them to her aloud in a private room

He has to post them on Facebook

And tag her

He can't just dance with her and sing

He has to make a video of it with his smartphone

Post the video on Facebook

And tag her

His relationship is a trophy

That exists to look good on Facebook

I WISH THE PRESENT COULD BE THE FUTURE

by matt burns

There is a buffet with hot foods at the organic supermarket

The food is so good

It’s organic

And delicious

We both fill a box

And we pay and go sit in the dining area

I sit across the table from her

This is nothing too special now

I feel the present

I feel reality

It’s making my body feel pretty terrible like usual

But I’m well-experienced in these matters

I know how life works

I know that in a couple days

Or a couple weeks

A couple months

Years

It will be one of the most

Happiest

Memories

In my life

Happiness doesn’t reveal itself

Until you leave the present

And you enter the future