Happy Hour Hallelujah…New Interview…War Stories
Cheers and thank you to Ian Chung for including my poem “Dancing Where My Plot Will Lie” at his great site Eunoia Review recently…
Sunshine and cigarette smoke
amalgamate
a new wave algorithm
that sums up the random equation
of divided light that pulses
through my bloody lungs
Each puff from the source
counterbalances the wellspring of life
with a dancing shutter step
toward the eventual yawning grave
I won’t hesitate
in the violent moves made
against this flesh and bone
because ash to ash
is the condition that my sights
have been set on all along
and I came here
to roam across this firmament
not only to stay warm
but to have a little fun
and get my kicks
while playing out the process
Nicotine is a laser bullet
howling through the lit up sky
to dangle as the ripest fruit
that kisses the apple of my blackened eye
and so I won’t cry
nor shed a sad lament
when the dust to dust
does what it must
while singing the last…
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Stoked to have had work released in four publications so far this week. My Sunday piece at Dissident Voice; a poem at Horror Sleaze Trash written last December which is shot through with absolute belligerence; a poem at Little Eagle’s RE / VERSE which previously appeared at DV, Wilderness House Literary Review, and The Peregrine Muse; and a poem at Mad Swirl which can be found, along with the others, by checking out the links below…
The Tab – Mad Swirl
Elusive – Little Eagle’s RE / VERSE
Last Dance – Horror Sleaze Trash
A Cross of Brokenness and Suffering – Dissident Voice
Six of my poems appeared this past week in four publications. Links to the work can be found here:
From Whence It Came – Mused: BellaOnline Literary Review
Inheriting the Earth – Mused: BellaOnline Literary Review
Open for Business – Mused: BellaOnline Literary Review
Salve – Leaves of Ink
The Camel’s Back – Straight Forward Poetry
Big League Entrance (Huuuuuge) – Dissident Voice
Many thanks to Raja Williams for featuring my poem “Truth” at Creative Talents Unleashed recently…
Truth is an underbelly
that not many people
ever want to look at.
It sounds good in the abstract –
people always seem to clamor for it,
to demand that they be given it
from those on high.
But when the rubber meets the road,
that is to say,
when the shit hits the fan,
there just aren’t a whole lot
of people brave enough, willing enough, or
intelligent enough, to face it, to
deal with it in all its Awesomeness.
The truth hurts, and that’s the truth.
Most people would rather have
the little white lie
that helps them fall asleep at night,
telling them everything is alright,
rather than acknowledge the truth
of the matter, which is that
everything is not alright.
War is the truth.
Famine is the truth.
Poverty is the truth.
Death is the truth.
But people want to live forever,
so they hide from…
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