pass me the remoteA Poem by jacob erin-cilbertopass me the remote there is a blurry freedom a few convoluted prayers for cover of a soul dipped in rat poison monsters are out of the closet now no need for nightmares we are living them all at once catastrophic yawns as we wake to another pretentiously blue sky that is lying the sun shines embarrassingly taut wanting to break out of its orange skin shameful inferences of righteousness the sanctity of marred sanctuary when we shouldn't we do and when we should we refrain I can hear the bombs now the shackles calling the monsters winning the rain falling I think I see it all now marching through the quicksand of contented hibernation wake me when my alarm rings silence and I will scream for you. erin-cilberto 2/27/22 © 2022 jacob erin-cilbertoFeatured Review
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13 Reviews Added on March 1, 2022 Last Updated on March 1, 2022 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more.. |

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