Three Blows
Halloween
Thanksgiving &
Christmas
& then
it takes
at least
a week
after
New Year’s Day
before people
ease back
into reading
Shards again,
the needles
on their
Christmas trees
turned brittle
& brown.
Category Archives: poems & short jabs
three blows
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rsvp
RSVP
There’s a
good reason
I don’t
get invited to
gala affairs
weddings
funerals &
New Year’s
Eve parties.
I can’t
blame them
they know
what unspoken
laws they’re
protecting.
They know
full well
who they
are.
Filed under poems & short jabs
getting focused
Getting Focused
Six magic
mushrooms
three cups
of black
coffee a
half pack of
cigarettes a
fistful of
Rolaids &
things
begin to
shape up.
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casualties of war
Casualties of War
The black
schizophrenic who
wanders the
town streets
having raging
conversations with
invisible forces
& the
Nam vet
missing an
arm &
a leg
bumped into
each other
coming around
a corner.
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fair weather punks
Fair Weather Punks
One good
thing about
the cold weather
is these
punks who
drive up
on the
hill keep
their windows
rolled up
which muffles
their
boom-box
music.
They sit
there with
their heaters
going
full blast,
snapping their
fingers &
shaking their
heads like
they’re having
seizures.
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foibles & pebbles
Foibles & Pebbles
Dragging our
foibles along
behind us
like a
sack full
of pebbles.
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