poems

go
home
for lunch
dreams
of people
I know
travels
the uptake
a career
story
toy story
bug’s life
I don’t
get paid
enough
to do this
if you speak
up for
yourself
they say
you’re a
smart ass
or
have a
bleeding
heart
that
you’re
insubordinate
they
get to
say all
that they
want to say
in order for
me to
keep my job
I get
to say
absolutely
nothing
mute drone
mute alone
mute clone
fools
biting the
hand
that feeds
them
it’s
them
I’m tired
of
taking blame
b/c they’re
too weak

I’ll have to
write poems
about them
to the grave
it just
doesn’t end

. . .

okay, long week
sudden smacks
of matter
stirring the
atmosphere
be
alert
marks/tracks
left
brushed
away
destroyed
evidence
destroyed ancient
libraries
false fronts
to appease
push a lie
hard into
the people
tell them the
state they
are in
tell them
lies b/c
your
blood is
so cold
I’ll give away
the million
dollars I don’t have
to a charity
benefiting
yes
you
your grand
kids
& your
grandkids

me
being
calm
traffic

hey
hay
is
straw

best
moment
in
life

brilliant
passage
enters
brain

new
zombie
movie
coming!

big
surprise
for
wife

bad
habit
watching
clock

such
joy
feeding
cats

MLK’s
gift
to
us

patience
took
too
long

relaxing
after
long
day

heaven
help
our
skyscrapers

god
bless
no
one