Old, yella bent-tail
dog on a dirt-clay road asleep,
took a bumper…bad!
Tiger was a Ladies man:
I’d see him all hours ‘cross town!
Old, yella bent-tail
dog on a dirt-clay road asleep,
took a bumper…bad!
Tiger was a Ladies man:
I’d see him all hours ‘cross town!
Most invidious
cause of death now is proven:
Animate? You die!
My older brother
is prescient – easily:
“Our turn next,” he said
after dad turned in his chips –
Glenn’s smile seemed to me hungry!
Dying all alone
in the deepest woods or swamp:
give back to the beasts!
rehearsing next death
like seasoning a nice roast:
better with practice!
recognizing entropy
for a warm, smart caring friend!
rehearsing next death
like seasoning a nice roast:
better with practice!
I do know that that
smile knowing just everything
stayed when Sally left.
Even before Dad
left Earth, eldest brother, Glenn,
looked at me…”Us, next!”
Dead eyes, untired, see
far forevers more than thought
would allow living.
such a sad house here
prostitutes and drugs often
obscure the madness
unlovely drunk dies before
though the strawberry patch first