Poetry Corner: “Dedication to a bus driver that will never know”

A dedication to a bus driver that will never know blank paper makes as much senseas the music of turnstilesconstant inflow and outflow eddies of confusionfail to distract the frustrationand the odious comfort of mesmerized pacingbrings little solace asinsanity clasps the narrow ledgeof its opposite sistermasses of flesh ooze their wayto compartmentalized hopelessnessa man makesContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Dedication to a bus driver that will never know””

Poetry Corner: “South African Roasted Pigeon Droppings”

South African Roasted Pigeon Droppings Time said they were greatNewsweek claimed them a delightRolling Stone wrote they were outtasightPlayboy advised them as an aphrodisiac at nightYour neighbour could get you 10% off on a wholesale dealGood Housekeeping rendered them their sealNational Geographic showed tribesmen scraping them off the rocksClearasil used them an ingredient in aContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “South African Roasted Pigeon Droppings””

Poetry Corner: “Good Shot”

Good shot Writhing in miseryaNiagara Falls of blooda companion of the dead fall leavessupplanting cellophaned beeffor 3.2 families the busy executives of deathblind to the forces of naturePlace carcasses on top of carsand parade homewardsto continue the sameon Monday morning Robert K. Stephen

Poetry Corner : “Ward 23A”

Ward 23 A Eating burgers and sipping Budwe watched the idiot (did you have to say that word so loudly?) boxJimmy Kimmel grabbed mebut I pushed him back into the tubeEd Sullivan used to stroll out in the old daysand that shows you how long I’ve been here as NCRbut Ed and I said hello!sharedContinue reading “Poetry Corner : “Ward 23A””

Poetry Corner: “The eternal sandbox”

The eternal sandbox Young and innocenttime consuming frivolityequality of youth shatteredthe dinky toyed hourspens and suitsboots and handsa mild game strugglechildren versus childrenlife kept on a a harmless levelfun and simplelost and baffled in gaming politenessforgetting who the real enemies are Robert K. Stephen

Poetry Corner: “Finalized conclusion”

Finalized conclusion you don’t want to Butyou don’t know where to go what you have done wrong how many people you have hurt pain suffering grief what can you say what can you do what shall you do the razor blade gently calls youto slide you away Robert K. Stephen

Poetry Corner: “The Serial Killer and the insurance man”

The serial killer and the insurance man He squatscontentedly roasting marshmallowswhile hamburgers scream inside as if the fat is too hot while far away an ulcerated appraiser nightmares of his next day’s work Robert K. Stephen