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You Play Too Much

What would a crowd of Carly Rae Jepsens do

A band of ducks in the open season

I get thirsty when I'm sleepy it's not just air travel

Can someone please identify the blinking headlights situation

To park in my heart I won't spoil the Sopranos' finale if you agree

I guess personally I'm trying to engage a worse era

Bad news bats what I bought at Dollar Tree I kept

Everything a buck I shot in winter clothes

Haunted houses my headspace mansions

You can "C" me later, yeah, in court

You play too much you say it's gonna end us

If I’m not the Yellowstone erupting I don't know what

James Croal Jackson
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James Croal Jackson is a Filipino-American poet working in film production. His latest chapbook is A God You Believed In (Pinhole Poetry, 2023). Recent poems are in ITERANT, Skipjack Review, and The Indianapolis Review. He edits The Mantle Poetry from Nashville, Tennessee.

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