Tag Archives: trump
terrible, stupid money
a big problem lifted, leading everybody potentially to a very little problem clean it up a very little problem lost to lose again there’s no reason to panic the finest look at what’s happening i just left parts of the … Continue reading
these in-between chairs
we really believe believe it’s going to get back probably go back to all these empty these in-between chairs mother probably surprised the whole world could have stopped been stopped in place it’s too bad it’s too bad nobody has … Continue reading
gears and bolts and hinges
what scares me most not him it’s all those pieces, the whole system tapped all trapped straining listless carved up if it slips, if it cracks, – when it does – all goes haywire all words, including title, from page … Continue reading
file notes
power makes vulnerable makes scared forehead falling tilted hands smooth permanently in denial over his re sponsibility all words, including title, from page 108 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #96 of the First 100 Days series, and poem … Continue reading
the ridiculous standard
time in your head ticking scratch-scratch Squeaky permanently damp a nail-biter the past is everywhere all words, except the title, from page 107 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #95 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #24 … Continue reading
another howl
money behind Money from where this standard becomes poison in the well a thing of the past the optimists say all words, including title, from page 97 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #86 of the First 100 Days … Continue reading
bus stop polishing
all words, including title, from page 95 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #84 of the First 100 Days series, and poem #13 for National Poetry Month.
all it would take
his need became a leak that would not scar over, etched into old trees reminders of what This world can’t stop all words, including title, from page 91 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #83 of the First 100 … Continue reading
bluffing
the truth got nothing but sleep garble got nothing But a locked room without help We listened to the barefoot slip the fall back and no w, silence, the threat worked all words, including title, from page 85 of Shutter Island … Continue reading
good till now
we lost all of everyone welted with scars the clock quit swallowed by a quiet Hell only no work, picture cleaned, asleep all words, including title, from page 84 of Shutter Island by Dennis Lehane. poem #77 of the First … Continue reading