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RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds):”EVENING MANAGEMENT CLASSES”

EVENING MANAGEMENT CLASSES Upper middle class and more suburban sniffers Assemble after work Haunted by prospects of lower-class blues Fired by ambitious dreams Ontological drama forgotten In the dance of dollars The future manager shines like the Star of Bethlehem steel Clamouring to understand the techniques of worker manipulation And win that Delta 88 Respect,Continue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds):”EVENING MANAGEMENT CLASSES””

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): Will you kindly SHUT UP (COVID MEMORIES)

Will you kindly SHUT UP (COVID MEMORIES) Living the COVID imprisoned life hardly pleasant With too many thinking these bloody medicos turning statisticians are heaven sent But incessant “public service messaging” is making one’s mind bent Threatening if we do not obey we will all be deceased by Lent This public service chattering verging onContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): Will you kindly SHUT UP (COVID MEMORIES)”

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds):”Reflections on THE CONVENTION”

Reflections on THE CONVENTION Could be in Singapore, Hong Kong or even North Bergen, New Jersey! Identical airwaves Sandwiched between “networking breaks” Not even blushingly Inept bilingually Majestically Christinically present 36,000 starving Ethiopians Beg sickly, Bibles hidden Struggling with the desire to brandish Meanwhile the political arena presents chinless wonders Cheered on by funeral supplyContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds):”Reflections on THE CONVENTION””

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Vladimir Pooping”

Vladimir Pooping The little low ranked KGB Vlad the butcher of Bucha Murdered rivals and opposition silenced through tasty plutonium tea Or “falling out of windows” Pussy Riot isn’t in your good books For you and your oligarch crooks No confusion on your part with the idolatry Stalin or Catherine the Great Transforms corruption intoContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Vladimir Pooping””

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Optical Illusion Oasis”

Optical Illusion Oasis People sitting under the great Canadian fright Drinking heavily in the village of neon light Pretensions of affairs being outta sight Really nothing more than a herd of the uptight Things actually aren’t really alright Such a pathetic sight Strongest on a Saturday night People with nothing to do Except playing coolContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Optical Illusion Oasis””

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “The fight for”

The fight for It’s called survival Apologize Prostitute mind and body for THEM And you just might make the suburbs and that second car I hope you like kissing asses And if you don’t kick em in and rot With the rats Robert K. Stephen

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “statistics”

statistics Tangled in the jagged streel They lie on the highway pavement And a cold winter air wafts the steamy mess Further on down the road Where a crowd stands gawking Pondering how to exaggerate the gristle and guts before them so a to create Interesting dinner conversation Robert K. Stephen

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Mama Bravo Strikes Again”

Mama Bravo Strikes Again (You know that lady on the can of tomatoes) Laughing gaily they take their seats Out of the hostile freeze into the cheap wine and sun of Spain Spanair #612 hurtles down the runway eager passengers await free bar service But! LURCH CRACKLE SNAP AND POP Like Steel Rice Krispies NoContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Mama Bravo Strikes Again””

RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Downtown Treblinka”

Downtown Treblinka Hemmed into hamlets by awesome tower guard posts The weary and beaten stagger into marbled Calcuttian black holes To be transported up the gleaming shafts to prosperous futility Only marred by the unhappily assimilated Stomped over through the lack of humanity Lined up against the wall of self enforced humility Or Cutthroat bestialityContinue reading “RKS Poetry Anthology (All We Get Are The Coffee Grinds): “Downtown Treblinka””