ludic verbosity for the win
BOOZE, inward fire of an inward frailing, yielding view
ASKEW on self, on life, all blurred by buzz, curved by thirst.
REUSE crutch, drink each day’s addled quant of time outside of time.
PAYEE: mad, sad habit. Payer: liver, or the thread through it all, or the better moments never met.
GUILT–theologians argue its inheritance, moderns banish it from
BIRTH.… Continue reading Thirst
I don’t know if you’ve heard the BLURT
of a skittering, flittering, twiddling QUAIL,
amongst the sifting shifting SHAPE
of its quail flock. Well, the sound my mind it kind of STUNG.
My
BIRTH, some decades ago, unheralded, dismissed,
EVADEd history books, almanacs and the like, brought no
GUILT to anyone, no disaster, or distress, no
QUOTH the priest, ‘This child is destined for great things.’
AS KEW was to some the garden of perfection
BOOZE was my place of circumspection; me, the
PAYEE of drink’s full garbage collection, refuse none could
REUSE.
CHIME of the doorbell, race to the door. Only a
FLYER, oh what a bore! But here’s a surprise, a
LUMEN is more than a lightbulb’s measure, it’s
VALIDly the intestine’s inner space also. Cor!
CADET may mature to general,
RIPEN through life to lead, to vanquish, now eating
BREAD, drinking water, while burgeoning a
CREED in brain that will later marshal every farm and river for battle.
APRON strings? Coddling? Might they stymie this path? Would
UNDER-loving produce the martial spirit through unfulfilled desire? Or love
ALIKE confer the needed element, a belief in fighting’s… Continue reading The Cadet
BREED your sons to be cast in the role of
CADET in whatever warfare service is your
CREED. Let them stand as men and
RIPEN. Pray the fruit won’t fail to seed.
ANNOY me no more! I shall
ELECT a new word in your place, less
STALE, less ubiquitious, less you,
TURBO.
ANNOY me at your peril. I’m your legally
ELECTed representative. No matter how
STALE my policies, or my views, my
TURBO-charged charisma will see me through.
I
CHAFE at unfair treatment from the world’s biggest
CHEAT. I’d like to see him dropped into the world’s biggest
GULLY! Except that, as a believer in the
RISEN Christ, it’s better to heap coals on his head instead!