Dark Light

Politics a reach for a wretch like me,
I equipoise in another delusion of democracy,
poetry

and I argue, by doing, that all words ain’t
equal, in contempt of our common wealth?

and I shade and signature, and drape thought
with the colloquial, colonizing my/own conceit

and give in to the push back of push pull as
grievance inarticulable, translates to render,
and then to be traded, as a commodity.

(to be redundant…rent seek)

A Reach?


Cubs Win Cubs Win o.k. maybe a bit better than a 500. team
Related Posts

Tandem And Random

I'm posting poems previous because I can and because I'm a lazy lout, and in doubt about where this site is headed.

Ballad-Monger

I gots to stop all this doggerel, and write some ruminative romantics on the gram. I’m not a…

Thicker Than Water

One of those too close to home poems…Where you try to make the reader distrust the narrator…giving cover and a quick exit
%d bloggers like this: