Terry Horn - More Poems
the mice
were
underneath the house
planning
you
were upstairs
packing
your gun with
fresh
bullets
the world
is where we live
for now
anyway
soon
extinction is happening
and
we are watching
just
open up your
fucking eyes to
witness
the
revolution
of the hungry
waking up to this
i am
not very strong
however
i am
part of a
collective
time the all war
green
the color of the
heart
and grass
as
the mirror moves
closer
while everything else
remains
far away
an illusion would
be you outside
a mirage would be
me next to you
both exist
like everything else
eventually
never appear
hold the candle please
so then i can see you
shining like you should
one day
when the world
recovers
maybe
get
your prescription
tell me something
man
please don’t tell
me
that he died
one day
you will call
and
i will not
be here
visited
by determination
stress
and a couple
from Paraguay
for some reason
they
mostly spoke Italian
cooked
like they were possessed
by julia
child
try this biscotti
have a cigarette and a
cup
of demitasse
if
there were no
crazy
motherfuckers
then
i wonder
what
would happen
as cruel as winter
got home from
work
on the door
a note
said
the power has been
turned off
30 degrees and
dropping
so i called
said
the cat
is on a respirator
so
please help
a note
required
from a doctor
only
this time
from
a veterinarian
the cat has
allergies
needs
24 hours
of electricity
of oxygen
anyway
she didn’t know
what
to say
repeating
you will need
a note
the
clock
is
ticking
no time
to
throw
anything
in the garbage
just leave it
here
eventually
someone
will come along
really like that
go outside
have yourself
a good
look
television follows violence
as
the world
changed
you will find
out
instantly
it took a
scientist
to invent
french vanilla creamer
it took a campaign
to get
you
to pour some in
your
cup
it took a lawyer
who
had quit
smoking cigarettes
to be
convinced
at last
small
victories
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