Saturday, March 24, 2018

Monday, March 19, 2018

28 x 2 + 3 = 59

We went
Through so
Many
Wringers
Wrangling
Desires
Never
Spoken
Clearly
Enough
To break
Past the
Clear glaze
Of trust
Of fear
Of hate
Of need
Of love
Because
I guess
There were
Other
Things more
Full of
Meaning
To you
At least
Than
Truth
.
.
.
(And 59 - 47 = 12 = 3)

Thursday, March 1, 2018

Guess

Guess I should’ve been
More aware of how others
Judged
Me
When I thought I knew
Enough to
Play the role
Of a person
Learning and earning a
Living
Wanted to be a teacher
Really more a
Paid conversationalist
I guess
With likeminded (ha-ha)
Individuals also in
Search of the truth
But now I see the
Things I cannot
Name
The way we’ve all been so
Browbeaten as to believe
Brows must be beaten
To prove our prowess best
Surly comments
Surly looks
Surely sent to the final pages of
My books
The ones with
Pages pre-
Turned around and stolen
Down the
Other
Wha-
?

Exactly

Un
Imp
Rest