What? Even another new POEM?! tell you the truth, I had a tooth pulled the day I "stream of consciousness slapped this down on as Facebook post while feeling somewhat "un" conscious on the pain killer they gave. And folks really liked it and . . . I really didn't have to do much rewriting. Lucky break when you write something once and think it's worth posting on the blog. But if you know me, you know that later on I'll look at it and go . . . rewrite, rewrite, rewrite!
Kamikaze
Big cold drops of it
pounds away at my bald head,
the tips of my hairy ears.
Soon I'll be blinded by
a flash flood of rain
drowning my eyes.
on the neighbor's porch
thinks it sucks right now,
right now in this . . . this
soggy moment of diluted time
to be me.
the hunchbacked grackles
and the vicious snapping turtles
who usually stalk the deep end
of the murky Duck Pond
watch sadly as I run for
the front door of my apartment;
my shoes squeaking like dying mice.
Woodie o9-19-15
Kamikaze
The
rain hunts me down
one block away from home.Big cold drops of it
pounds away at my bald head,
the tips of my hairy ears.
Soon I'll be blinded by
a flash flood of rain
drowning my eyes.
Even
the ducks
who've taken coveron the neighbor's porch
thinks it sucks right now,
right now in this . . . this
soggy moment of diluted time
to be me.
Quite
aware I am of how hopeless
life has become when the local mallards,the hunchbacked grackles
and the vicious snapping turtles
who usually stalk the deep end
of the murky Duck Pond
watch sadly as I run for
the front door of my apartment;
my shoes squeaking like dying mice.
Woodie o9-19-15
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