Poem: Disinformation

We’re reaching the breaking point Critical Mass The lies that are and were spun Are unraveling Absolute unquestioning of authority is over. We might not have the answers yet But we know better than to believe the Governments that deceive us. Unless they drop the Bomb They can’t kill all of us Just slowly one…

Poem: Consumer

Saturday dancing alone in my dirty kitchen where mops are not allowed and counter culture clutter rules Papers, dishes, cups, vases, glimmering rocks, art utensils, Chef Ramsey would not be proud to see the scattered Legos in the freezer the toy, not the frozen waffles. “What a nightmare!” he’d complain. “Where’s the lamb sauce!” he’d…

Poem: Nothing Ache

Sometimes it’s nothing that creates such ache: tooth head stomach heart all crying. Emptiness taking up space Homeless grieving a bulldozed shack of poverty All they ever had saved in trash bags as luggage irreplaceably gone or dying. Heart dead as a cemetery and Hope falls apart afraid of the dark.