As if Tourists Perpetual povertybaked rednecked existence in the sunIslamic fanaticism breeding car bombsone step away from starvation and deathreceiving the self contempt sentence of lifeworse imaging your children condemned to the samehunted for by prig faced idiots from the government in the capital(ironically respected) so the homeland spews the excess intothe hands of theContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “As if Tourists””
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Poetry Corner: “Slime in the back lanes”
Slime in the back lanes greasy bacon hairedworm rotted popularity on the suburban to downtown bustoothlessscabbed hands red from the oedipal clasp on cheap sherry bottlesdecorated by filthy hands and nailsthat reeks of “please don’t touch” fleeing refugees from an uncaring societyvictims of hedonistic failure All depends on the needs for idealistic heroesand funds ofContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Slime in the back lanes””
Poetry Corner “Apologies to our Canadian Inuit”
Apologies to our Canadian Inuitnecessary victims of freeze driedconcentration camps called residential schoolgood intentioned Paul McCartneydares criticize an aboriginal seal huntno harpoon redressuneasy trust only hastened the inevitableamongst mineral rights and the sovereignand commercial Arctic venturesspouted from white man dollared denturesaccompanied by expanding markets reduced to fishing guides for the sub 49erssearching for charpresents ofContinue reading “Poetry Corner “Apologies to our Canadian Inuit””
Poetry Corner: “Woes of the protesting protestant grave searcher”
Woes of the protesting protestant grave searcher Journey to find fathercremated in 64soon lostamongst 14,867 interned Catholicssome snickering about certain historical winsa gateand the wrong cometary obfuscates the search Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “Childhood Plus”
Childhood Plus Slapped on the asswrenched out with plastic glovesspotlight blinds the primary visiona warm welcome to lifehorrid formula milkand the accursed Pablumshitting all over the placethe Big Ones pat our heads so cutebut so obnoxious so get rid of em quicksthrust into the gulag of kindergarten barricades angry ones yell at usdiscipline, moralsand properContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Childhood Plus””
Poetry Corner: “the man handlers”
The man handlers Squeeze that meatperhaps too much fatty white slimechunky rump roastsucculent choponce attired by a now despondent pigand at the butcherthe burlesque show continues Robert K. Stephen
Poetry Corner: “Evening Management Classes”
Evening Management Classes greedy grasping suburban sniffersassemble after workhaunted by prospects of lower class bluesfired by ambitious dreamsontological drama forgottenin the dance of dollarsthe future managershines like the star of Bethlehem Steelclamouring to absorb the techniques of worker manipulationand win the Audi A 7respect, dignitywholesome people of the communityand not even that expensive Italian fragrancemasksContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Evening Management Classes””
Poetry Corner: “Orange cake”
Orange cake the son and daughter in law’s visitcelebrated by the baking of an orange cakelovingly recreated as her late husband’s favouritememories chokerelieved temporarily through martinis secretly spirited away in the kitchenseek to soothe but barbs life’s sadistic daggers deeperfrom wounds that will never healonly temporarily addressed by hope foistered on three childrensuch as motherContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “Orange cake””
Poetry Corner: “The Job Interview”
The job interview Yelps and barks of circus sealstenuously balancing sparkling ballsadequately but not dangerously ostentatiousdon’t ruffle the placid masteryour audiencebut then don’t underplayeven thoughregulations and conventionsdictate a certain humilitystatutory interpretation on the trapeze actthe tumble can be wickedreturn to delaying promises and optionsprudently promisedoptionally falsefor the survival of the dream bureaucracydepends on that illusionandContinue reading “Poetry Corner: “The Job Interview””
Poetry Corner: “Frustration of a poet who in a narcistic moment might join an advertising agency
Frustration of a poet who in a narcistic moment might join an advertising agency Is the poet’s gross national productlimited to 87 poemsand from that point on clever loquaciousness which for all concernedmight better have remained ascrumpled balls of paper Robert K. Stephen
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