Pumped Up CircumstancesWhen you stagger green-fried out of high school
and wholesale greed chokes visions in your head;
erect a sturdy will that fairness rule,
so fear won’t be a demon you need dread.
Spread a cocksure cuff around the jewel,
who’ll sculpt the hills and valleys of your bed,
sacred mounds beyond the corporal cool
where packs of pixies lust at fervor shed.
When you swagger orange out of college
and jobs trash tidy alleys in their stead;
Stop and spew a thirty line of knowledge
in color-barreled, double-tippers bed.
Bake a pastry moat around your heart,
stocked with lady hugs and manna blest.
Strip your synapse bare of jealous darts
trust in souls who live love prepossessed.
So...what is on my mind at 3 AM
‘squibs of threnody’
a phrase encountered while…
reading internet poetry
what does that mean and can one add
one syllable and say
firecrackers of lament
How economical must a poet
to what cost the
attention span of the less
when bored do quick hitters
quench your yearning
why am I writing when I should
urban dictionary that shit.
21st Century PatriotYa Gotta Love America
fecked up as is
Ya gotta love America!
Beyond the land of the free to be
and the home of the
My country visa free
Sweet land of puberty
For thee I sting
for specious guise
and somber walls of pain.
of scarlet, furtive pageantry
replete with fruit of gain
God Bless America
land people shove
and bind her
to reject right and left