AS IT EVER WAS

no choice but 

to worry thru
these worry times

& 

leave sweet evidence

of gentle passing

like a smile

thats well timed

in the stress

of the world

or a drawing

for a child

& for the door

of a hungry fridges

rota cluttered milieu

BICYCLE CARCASS

the street sweeper
is old as fortitude & roses
& dismounts her machine steed
& smokes & swears & stresses
over
another
mountain bike carcass
abandoned
in the precinct fountains
scuzzy puddle bed

~

i viddy her slog

from a bench outside Boots

wings in the tree

rats down the cracks

Costa cubby belching

steam punk sounds

YOU DIDNT HEAR IT FROM ME

we smile when we can
&
we smile when we cant

two way mirror
&
last chance to cooperate

~

we cry too
if our meds
let us

we are unserved warrants
&
we carry stress 
in our water you see

so show it 
to 
your cheeks & todays air
& 
the penal cooler 
should half dissolve

it is
no goddamn 
disgrace

~

theres
traps
to
keep you numb

easy seduction
in the 
blank median fields

goodbye 
jabbering 
risks

spin the cylinder 
once at dawn

crimson ink 
on
the
bedtime
baseline 

~

& 
you didnt hear it from me 
but

movie finance pyramids-

beware them

its a metaphor you see

beware them

when
all
the
soul foods
gone out
the
joy window

do you really want to
explode on television ?

from azcentral.com