People fuss about my hair.
They say it’s to long, get a
Haircut. But I say I am a
Poet and I want too grow
My hair long. It’s part of
The image. The last thing
I want to look like is a
Fricking businessman.
Tag: man
Institute of Emotional Stress
Institute of Emotional Stress, or IES
Is located in a multistory building
Downtown. It is rumoured that their
Treatments were unorthodox to say
The least. Walking by the building
You would always see, on any given
Day, patients being thrown out of
The windows. This is how the
therapists got rid of their stress.
The Well
When we were teenagers
It was a custom to go to
Some abandoned property
Where there was a well.
We would drop a coin in
And make a wish. The
Funny thing was you
Wouldn’t hear the coin
Hit the bottom. Once
Someone thought they
Heard a voice deep
Down in the well
Saying help me, help
Me. A professional at
Rescuing people in
These situations threw
A rope over the side
And went down. He
Was never seen again.
Together in Heaven
We’re together here on earth
But we don’t know how many
Days any of us have left. The
Idea is to spend our time in
Harmony and doing things
Together. But the hammer
Falls: God takes both of us.
We are finally together in
Heaven.
Charge!
Doesn’t that man
On the horse holding
The sword up in the
Air ever get tired of
Holding it up?
Sidewalk
An old man wearing a tattered
Coat limps down the sidewalk
On a cold winter day carrying
His camera with him wrapped
Up in a newspaper
Taking pictures was his livelihood
Now it is all he can do to get back
To the warmth of his one room
Apartment
Wordman of Alcatraz 