Archive for November 24, 2020
triangle tattoos…
Such a great piece with parallels between the dreadful past and the hateful presence of humanity. Will it ever end or are we are what we are.
the hands
on
the old man’s watch
stopped
as
if
his fears
had entered
an inanimate object
he stared out
from
his apartment window
into
the darkness
memories
projected
onto
today
men
in black uniforms
herding people
into
the street
cursing each breath
they took
striking anyone
who resisted
the poor
the elderly
man or woman
it
made no difference
for
they were not seen
as
humans
but rather
the cause
of
a
sick nation
but now
he was
in
america
and
the scene
that
took place last night
must have been
a nightmare
for
this is
portland
savor…
I loved this piece for it brought back memories. In the 50’s, when I was a kid, there was a little store that sold penny candy. I won’t tell what else I brought and ingested, but I should be dead by now looking at current guidelines. There was something I used to buy was a type of resin chemical composite. You would put it on a plastic tube and blow bubbles. Then would chew on those bubbles who knowing what kind of chemicals I was ingesting, yet I’m still here.
I want to not another thing from those fare-away days. Where I bought my candy, the family lived in the rear of the store.
We exited on less then, but we existed.
an old school candy jar
one of a kind
filled with
the finest sweets
individually wrapped
like
they were
special moments in time
these days
they’re unavailable anywhere
so
it can’t be restocked
of course
when young
the jar seemed
immense
and
the candies
were
endless
grasping handfuls
didn’t seem to affect
the supply
but
over time
the jar began to look
depleted
slowing
the pace
of
consumption
didn’t seem to slow
the rate
of
depletion
it’s obvious
now
the jar
will soon be empty
like
life
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