Amalgamation
Winding down slowly onto the taxicab-way
Waving down a passing motorist
With dust-smeared palms
He trundles his life to the end of the page
And breaks down, a gibbering mess
Losing all semblance of calm
And the grim-turning beat of progress
Sweeps his unprotetsting form
To the gurgling gutters
Beside his tattered briefcase and Sunday best
A figure of muted sorrow, a warn-
ing of how fast close the shutters.
Tuesday, August 10, 2004
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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