the world’s painted
in oils by this
muggy twilight.
Day: August 9, 2009
Thank You, Though
poetryThe interplay was brilliant,
but surely – and as usual –
someone’s been given
Far Too Much
Credit
Lesson would be learned, were
this not another go-around.
But some of this logic’s not
sound enough to carry any
Weight
…at all.
Strange how
‘In Too Deep’ becomes
‘One Way Out’ almost
‘In-Stant-Ly’
Strange how
so many heartfelt
lines of prose can
boil down to one word:
Peace.
In Public Places
poetryThe three ASSholes sitting just
one booth behind
have NOT-A-CLUE how near
their maker’s really standing by
to meet them
Not a permanent arrangement, mind,
but just enough of an
ASSociation
to keep the bastards on their
Toes,
Or at least their best behavior.
One (or three) ought
not, after all,
be so confident in
other folks’ ASSuagement
Three of them
One of me
Even odds,
as far as I can see