Clichéd Dream:
Wake.
Inhale.
Scream.
Cynicism surges.
Passé, blasé.
Intensely indignant.
Garrote wishes.
Cultivate compassion.
Now…
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Poems
january vegetation
Dead,
Decorative,
Snow-dusted
Cabbage
Dot the Art Deco building’s
Foundation.
Dry
Pine Trees
Rot
On the curb
Across from
Cold cabbage.
America’s Future
Young, white kid
Wears gray, tattered hoodie,
Rides regional to DC, and
Reads “The Art of Political Manipulation.”
Tuesday Cosplay
Matching Hello Kitties
(One Pink, One Baby Blue)
Walk 6th Ave,
Heads Half Off,
Revealing Middle-aged,
Latina,
Identical Twin Sisters.
night’s end
Acela screams
Past tombstones,
Shading Dead from
Morning sun.
One last
Bit of Black
Before Living rise,
Ruining all the Fun.
