Lost
out here
Amid
the bubblegum wrappers and improvised explosive devices
Since
911 it’s been our world because the terrorists won the very second we gave into
fear
I’m
not debating this
I
have no conspiracy theories to offer
I
just know things have changed as even Canadians now lock their front doors and
grizzly bears find themselves carrying a concealed weapon
Hoping
Shiloh will teach me what it means to be genderfluid because I believe even
this old dog can learn a few new tricks
I
don’t mean to say that genderfluidity is a trick and I hope you’ll accept my
apology for my rough edges and the non-specific insults I toss out like
baseballs at a home opener or meatballs rolling up another Sisyphus steep
incline
Found
somewhere out in left field
Discovered
amidst the constipated intestines of another puffy rock and roller hell-bent to
live a clean life as their opioid addiction ends up stopping them in their
purple tracks
Elvis
was no better as he sought absolution from one more crooked politician as he
went off the reservation and his handlers continued spoon feeding him the
obfuscated truth
I’ve
fallen in love so many times with the idea of falling in love I’ve lost count
The
streak of possessiveness I lay down on this hyperbolic highway creates only
misfortune and collateral damage where once only chutes and ladders existed
I’m
not much good to anyone and I am starting to question just what good all of
this poetry will prove to be as I die with no one left to visit my grave
Charles Cicirella
4/30/17
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