the great echo

the great echo
facing the nation
millions displaced
somewhere far away

and
my neighbor moved
her house exploded
drone footage
working 3 or 4 jobs

miss her because
she was always pleasant
and wrote

poems about sex
poems about love
death and infinite
nightmares about sex

our cities will be
safe
unless you are a female
poet with opinions

 

later

pull  on a string
watch a leg move
sits like a doll
on a stick

she died in a car
on a highway then
she lived
that
made an impression

i have tears
dried on paper
collected
in all my pockets

hemlock

we love stuff
optomism and conviction
jewelry and lipstick
handbags filled with
doughnuts and lsd

after the conclusion
the cringe moment
captured on canvas
in real life

they look like they
eat each other for snacks

dinner is served
unwrap the plastic
season the hologram

dance to the music
make the appearance
frame the silence
a fresh breath kiss
laced with
the killing herb

 

and sorrow

got sick
got well
got hooked
on joy
and sorrow

peanuts

a new year of
strength a reminder
of the horizon

eat some greens
maybe
eat a bug

i will
never see you again
i said
to the mirror

keep trying no looking back

for the time spent
in that restaurant in
south jersey

so stressed under
the fiction of the
moment

we were more than
that we were
trying anyway

trying   for a life
filled with meaning

untouched by happiness
rewards obscured by reason
and doubt

and i learned

learned that
i could believe
in
you

 

walking i

as you are
walking i
can see
you
from here

open the
door
comb the
cat
pretending that
all
must be well

it isn’t and
it is and
it isn’t and
it is

miss you much
at night
miss you
during the day

as i feign

it’s really gotten
stupid here

my sadness
takes over
runs like a
sloth

runs towards
extinction

 

shoulder

the space ship
crashed
in my
garden

next to
the
peppers

a door opened
peering
out
a set
of
microscopic
blue eyes

quickly a
worm
arrived
ate
blue eyes
as a
bird
waited
on the
scare crow’s
shoulder

radio

the radio
that
you took
with you
to
your grave

you play it
often
i hear it
as i
kneel
on the
ground

by your side

you pt2

it is dark
now
time for
me to
go
inside
and see

you

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