Optical Illusion Oasis People sitting under the great Canadian frightdrinking heavily in the village of neon lightpretensions of affairs being outta sightreally nothing more than a herd of uptight Such a pathetic sightstrongest on a Friday nightpeople with nothing to doexcept play acting cool foolsfloundering in the human cesspool Death should be superiorso come joinContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Optical Illusion Oasis””
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Poetry Corner: :Ode to Donald Trump”
Ode to Donald Trump It really wasn’t a surprise when the “stolen” election ousted you as leader of the flockyour Republican senators stabbed you in the back and that was quite a shockyour incitement and COVID mishandling made you fall so lowwhere did your friends the Proud Boys go?it’s clear 51% of the American populationContinue reading “Poetry Corner: :Ode to Donald Trump””
Poetry Corner: “the Visit”
The Visit a Mercedes drives upa sleek well dressed man emerges from withinhe treads into the facility feeling so fine with his charitable actionsand his shiny Hugo Boss shoeshe visits once a year at reception he is told his father is not yet Preparedand would he kindly wait a minutehe sits and gapes at theContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “the Visit””
Poetry Corner: “downtown Treblinka”
Downtown Treblinka Hemmed into the office towers by the awesome guard posts of corporate ideologythe weary beaten staggerstaggering into Calcuttian cubiclesto be transported to prosperous futilitywhisked by gleaming vehicles financed at the public expenseonly marred by the spots of the unhappily assimilatedbroken by their own black bootsstomped through lack of humanitylined up on the wallContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “downtown Treblinka””
Poetry Corner: “Junkie of sorts”
Junkie of sorts Up the highway flows the citrus juicefrom FloridaAnita Bryantthe pusherscores a hitandall are satisfiedexcept the Orange Birdwho weeps in lamentfor she can’t talkandis forced to sing atgunpoint Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “Empty Ballad”
Empty Ballad he basks in the spotlightan angelfeels so proud of himselfand the throngs surroundcall for morethe critics raveOnly Time knows he is nothingonly words an music of an eraa face on an album cover Actually they hate him for he is nothing like themmore than they know they will ever behis reality crushes theirContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Empty Ballad””
Poetry Corner: “Honeymoon in Saratoga Springs (circa 1961)”
Honeymoon at Saratoga Springs (circa 1961) Well it certainly was quite a daylet’s go to bed Wait!I’ve got to brush my teeth You already did Come on let’s go for a walk But it’s two in the morning Oh all rightturn off the light and look the other way OK Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “No reply”
No reply You askI can’t replyan Everest of hesitation mugs the brainyou askI can’t reply Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “The eternal sandbox”
The eternal sandbox Young and innocenttime consuming frivolityequality of youth shatteredthe dinky toyed hours pens and suitsboots and handsa mild game strugglechildren vs. childrenlife kept on that harmless levelfun and simplelost and baffled in gaming politenessforgetting who the real enemies are Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: All we get are the coffee grinds
All we get are the coffee grinds the mighty converge in golden dimensionslapping on champagne and spooning caviarforging a new world for the benefit of all charades for fools and the scribbling bloodsuckersfantasizingvomiting streams of foulnessto be lapped up by deceived optimists applauded from the blackrobed rotundalet it be known he died not in vainbutContinue reading “Poetry Corner: All we get are the coffee grinds”
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