Frayed Cuff On Antique Khaki

Frayed cuff on antique khakiKnowing thy state of dressI wasn’t as dapper as she was used toHoping she wouldn’t think any less He wasn’t any better than a prigHer dance card drawing sideways looksQuietly, she enjoyed my wicked tongue& the way we shared our crooked books Shaking the dust off our neglected spinesCertain steps leadContinue reading “Frayed Cuff On Antique Khaki”

Maybe Those Were The Days

   Maybe those were the daysI wasn’t so perfect, structured or neatRebelling against all humanityCouldn’t tell the difference in defeatA crooked line to followA wrinkled brow upon the figureheadOur dreams fractured when appliedLost within reality’s pragmatism instead

Emerging From The Cool Waters

Emerging from the cool waters Morning swim to ease my mind My soul’s been hacked I needed an escape to unwind Society is advancing But merely on the people’s rights Media’s a crooked lapdog We’re doomed if we refuse to unite