You could have a big dipper   

a poem by Shawn Berman

HELL YEAH I CRY DURING MOVIES WHAT DO YOU THINK I AM SOME KINDA PSYCHOPATH WHO CAN’T EXHIBIT ANY SORTA EMOTION THINK AGAIN BUCK-O



most recently this happened when i stumbled upon

happy gilmore

on comedy central

and the sandman drained a 30 foot putt to win his dearest grandmother’s house back

stopping that evil shithead shooter mcgavin from donning the infamous green jacket.

i don’t know if i had too much to drink that night

or

if i accidentally ate too much chicken fajitas from chili’s

but i just could not keep it together for the life of me

during that scene

and the tears

quickly filled my entire apartment

in a matter of seconds.

thinking back

i haven’t been that sad since the day

you decided

i wasn’t the partner you wanted to build a future with

all because i’m not textbook manly enough

and accidentally change light bulbs while the lights are still on.

dang, that one stung to hear.


Shawn Berman runs The Daily Drunk. His debut poetry collection, Once Upon a Blue Shell, is out this May from Close to the Bone. Follow him on Twitter @sbb_writer


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