There is a right and wrong way to do things.
This was the wrong way.
It’s just that simple.
there was
this and that
to just do simple things
right a way
is the wrong way
it’s wrong
From Anchorage to Zebulon: In Search of Missed Connections
I know,
it’s easier to be a poem than a poet,
but the great majority of you,
alas,
can not even pull that off.
Let that sink in a bit.
(this is a non gender specific post)
I can
let a non poem
be a post
of sink specific
it’s even in a majority
but alas,
the great gender poet
bit. that off. easier than you
know
(pull, to this is not a that )
i was about 8 when willie, named after the country singer, was put down. he had turned on mom, sank his teeth into her forearm, which to this day is still bestowed with scars. the next night, refusing my own bed, i slept in his (a cream colored fleece mat), cradling his chew bone. dad figured the remedy to my first bereavement was to rid the house of any trace of our dog, so mat and bone and collar etc. were laid with the trash at the end of the driveway.
i’ve thrown out your purple yoga mat, your books, your hair dryer, your maple syrup. this morning i found one of your long, black, errant hairs under the bedsheets. got rid of that too.
Writers block
Caused by couture haute,
That I’ll be wearing
Around the clock;
At the after party
Only because
The two of us
Were never in the plans.
So I’ll be the one
You’ll be dreaming of
With tears in your hands.
While people fawn over me
Getting ready,
To greet my fans.
You’ll never know,
The feeling.
They still do it a hundred
million ways
when
they speak but i think all
that arrogance and
ignorance
has reached a crux
a critical
peak
i
think
–
This is a story about a crazy king
and his cabinet full
of rotten
produce
mindgallery . twitter
This is a story
about arrogance
a hundred million ways
a twitter king
and his full cabinet
produce
ignorance
they think a-rotten
i think but still
and i speak of a critical crux crazy
peak
that all has reached
when they do it