Civil Disobedience

Civil disobedienceMarching against their sullen grainPublic executions of our citizensThe ones whom systematically resemble our pain Exhibitions of our worst character traitsThe trembling hands with transcribed bloodOutside of the panoramic eyeYet all the same, caught in the seismic flood A taciturn refusal to simply existCheck your feed for what revolutionaries sayBold proclamations & campaign slogansButContinue reading “Civil Disobedience”

Feeding Page After Page Into The Typewriter

Feeding page after page into the typewriterI feel like a Saint from a forgotten realmThey could really write back thenKeeping an even keel with one hand on the helmI’m not the pirate you bargained forSimple words of varying degreesI write of the love you’ve desiredBut when I only smile, you call me a tease

Waking Up Before The Sun

Waking up before the sunTo quietly drink coffee & readI have this worn & aging bodyBut a youthful intellect to feedTake advantage of the still hoursBefore the chaos of my daughtersSoon I’ll be tied up like Gulliver& this coffee won’t get any hotter

Calico Woman Came Calling To Me

  Calico woman came calling to me Hushed words within a poised stance Lingering, but pale stars falling Returned with dislocated underpants Thinning with ulterior motives Never forgot her hocus-pocus An underlying pain feeding through Life left when love slips from focus