Huh? Part One I think we can all agreeThat being straight and whiteIs simply the bestCompletely superior Wait a second, I thought we were talking about teeth! Huh? Part Two So long there, friendSo sad to see you go,to throw it all way We all knew the potential you hadIf you just came out ofContinue reading “Huh?: a couple poems”
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Other Men: a poem
Men diminish the evils of other menFor goodness sake, it was one mistake!Or a fluke, or a freak, a tiny minorityWhat about the peaceful majority? Their stance moves like flowing waterWhen explaining men to their teenage daughter
Airport Layover: a poem
Shuffling through the airportLots of time to spareScents of food and coffeeWafting through the air People guard their luggagePossessions held dearChildren whine or giggleNothing fun in here
Dun Laoghaire: a poem
Sitting on a bench in Dun LaoghaireMy soul aches, wearyWatching the waves crash upon the rocksAlone, my mind talksSpeaking of people, places, and thingsBirds resting their wings Wind soothes me
Maybe: a poem
If the heat death of the universeis truly our fate,then maybe everything will be 0K
Welcome: a poem
Welcome to the internet, young manAn extra universe we’ve madeFits right in your pocketSits right on your desk Pretty women? Course they’re hereInfinite in number, in factSome joke, some dance, and some fuckQuite a paradise we’ve made But know this, young man,None of them will ever help youEverSo let’s put the phone down, get outContinue reading “Welcome: a poem”
The Ship: a poem
We find ourselves on a shipDrifting through an endless oceanNo one can swimNo one can steerYet we follow a steady course We find ourselves on a sinking shipTaking on the ocean’s waterThe port men scurry about with their bucketsBailing out the waterSearching for the leak The starboard men, of their own free will,Take their bucketsContinue reading “The Ship: a poem”
As Seen on I-5: a poem
“Just Married!” the rear window saidThe car tilted back, towed down the highwayDented fender, broken bumperHow will this story be told?As hilarity or foreboding?That hinges on the quality of the marriage
Don’t Be Shy: a poem
Sweet, soft sunbeam, creeping in,Where’ve you been?Hiding behind the clouds you made?Getting some shade?It’s all rightI’m here for you
The Line: a poem
Los Angeles burned to the groundThe Line must go upAmong the ashes, bodies foundThe Line must go upTiny plastics in my bodyThe Line must go upPrivate planes for glitteratiThe Line must go upMass extinction all around usThe Line must go upCombustion fumes still surround usThe Line must go upRecord breaking summer heatwavesThe Line must goContinue reading “The Line: a poem”
Lefty Forrester 