Daniel Beauregard

GOD IS GREAT, BEER IS GOOD, AND PEOPLE ARE CRAZY (ON A PLANE TO PANAMA
CITY BEACH, FLORIDA)
 

I no longer feel the childish need
To look out the window
Of an airplane anymore

Ignoring the clusters of cotton-like
Nimbus wafting through the engines
Steady hum, I read Cernuda
And try not to think of death.




WELL?


Where would you go?
When the night hits, and makes shadows under your eyes.
Would you run somewhere to find the scent of dawn?

To find strange men sleeping on sidewalks
way across the world with night bleedin’ day.

Would you say no
if a poor man asked you for a cigarette
in a different language?








Daniel Beauregard is a 26-year-old writer who was born in Toronto, Canada, and currently lives in Atlanta, Georgia. He went to Georgia State University where he obtained an undergraduate degree in print journalism and now works as a newspaper reporter and writes poetry during his lunch breaks and every other chance he gets. He is a founding member of the Lobster Mobster Poetry Collective and his work has appeared in Riverbabble, Underground Literary Journal and Loose Change Literary Magazine.

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