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Smoke
He handed me a cigarette in that cave of foliage, the same woods we played in some ten years earlier. He wasn’t saying much between puffs and staring off which was easier than catching up on the forever since I … Continue reading
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Tagged friendship, gravity, guilt, nostalgia, poem, poem of the day, poetry, smoke
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Venom us.
i am venomous. a ventriloquist bent on soliloquies drilled into me like pills under pillows, dreams less shallow than whatever we thought we wanted. launch me from this stasis, this ice cube life, this pale blue artifice built of promise rings … Continue reading
This is not our Country
This is not our Country. Where injustice is tolerated in exchange for creature comforts doled out by a heartless regime, a faceless machine rolling in circles carving a hole, digging a grave burying deeper the shrapnel of our dreams, Our … Continue reading
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Tagged altonsterling, blacklivesmatter, entropy, ericgarner, philandocastile, poem, poetry, tamirrice, trayvonmartin
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Waste Management
I am the center of the drain, The bottom of the suck. The world passes through me and I collect the detritus: The unwanted Stems and rinds and egg shells, Clumps of hair and worry, paint chips, Broken glass and … Continue reading
Looking Deeper
I think about your eyes And how they drink up the world; How all these Flashes of beauty, orchestral movements, these saturated montages are folded up and secreted away. And the world that you’ve accumulated inside you is a place … Continue reading
A Troubled Refrain
These red rocks rise out of an ocean of powdered sugar, Immense swells of earth frozen into a frothy storm of rock and clay, ice and snow, past and present. These petrified fortresses guard the secrets of Time; God’s quietest … Continue reading
Mo(u)rning cross Country.
Long shadows cast by defrosting Cows moored in a sea of green, Tail swishing cudd gnashing; Dreaming cow dreams, Silhouettes of churches and the errant wind turbines Waving their arms in chorus Cheering me on as I drive into the … Continue reading
Concatenation
You need to wash your hands. Cleanse your God-given tools So tuned and responsive, capable Of good, of evil, of resentment, Also of forgiveness. The evidence is there for Everyone to see. your knuckles Bruised and swollen. sticky Blood spatter … Continue reading
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Stand Up Together
It’s been a lot of hard work draggin my shadow through the dirt, through the outskirts of humanity—couch-surfing to infinity, and my mouth hurts from the profanity. There’s a Profane amount of vanity infesting these roaches and assorted vermin Talkin … Continue reading
