New

Something new,

crept up, chewed, spat out,

from the old world,

that place of hatred,

like a leather suitcase.

Stinking of time.

Covered in grime.

I guess you, like them,

weren't expecting us.

A dress with an unsewn hem,

a single eye like a gem in the rough,

here for a moment,

gone in a puff.

Did we frighten you?

Are we so terrible?

And certainly you didn't think,

we were gone forever?

Our sun is a new sun.

Our war long since won.

Of course you wouldn't understand the cost,

of a war you never knew you lost.

-o0o-

1994

ticker tape tin soldier

and bobby blue

come with a gun for you

reinforcing old violence

just as a reminder

so you know who your superiors are

old men in moth-eaten gowns

fighting to be relevant

with moth-eaten frowns

and a wagging finger

old crocodile reminiscent

and the new kids

fighting an old war

their parents once fought for

but abandoned in the name of comfort

a disingenuous compromise

ring a ring o’protest

pockets full of unrest

click-bang. click-bang.

we all fall down

-o0o-

"Peace without Justice is Tyranny."
~William Allen White

Ice Cream Rant

Ice cream...

why is my night devoid of ice cream?

Oh cruel world,

you, that spits in my eye -

with your fist curled,

jeering at me as the hours pass by.

Me, oh my: perchance to dream.

Someone give me ice cream.

Isn't my poetry so fucking deep and meaningful and moving... What? Don't look at me that way? It's 1 in the morning here :P

-o0o-