Waste of Time

"silence of me"

 Without the inside of our homes

Without the flagrant stares of your collected assets

Misanthropic tribulations

Mythological trials

Lost in the narcissism of our own rivers

I see our demise

One fish saying something gently to all the rest

Manic currents

Wind chill

Fresh intent

My voice is seldom lost but irrelevant

Designer drugs on her gums

A tab in between his feet

Pulls his socks snug

Landing on the couch

The moon chuckles

In fact the moon laughed at all the needles

At all everything laid out so meticulously

Given a chance he won’t take it

Given the chance she’ll break him

Leave him for dead she will

In the mean time

An official dumps out excess Kool-Aid in the river

The river briefly gasps and whisks the color away

Only left with the evidence of the gentle fishes searing their bellys in the sun

Reviews

[Rad!0Act!v3 T3ddyB3ar Z..]

Hmmm...very interesting and lots of big words...overall another brilliant poem ^^

[Charles D. Moorer]

This is an interesting piece in that it makes allusions to many, many things and yet the immediacy of the piece is compelling. Favorite line: Only left with the evidence of the gentle fishes searing their bellys in the sun.