"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
Wonderful, powerful, important words
I found today in Deuteronomy:
“for our lasting good.”
“Our” in this case, a people. Not a person.
“Lasting,” to think past the moment.
Now there — there is a phrase worth diagramming.
Worth pondering, worth … Read on Macduff...
It might be that my exterior melted a bit last year
that it’s shinier now, more like fiberglass, which I hadn’t noticed to be honest
until just last week.
That it’s a little more weather resistant, which is nice.
More … Read on Macduff...
I want to clank my fist
against the armor they’re constructing
inside me.
Rattle the scaffolding
just enough to let them know
I know
there are laborers hammering away at this
shiny new space suit
they’re building inside me
Fingers slow tonight from
extra age, blown into my hands.
The wind’s extra fierce tonight.
So I sat by the lid of the fire pit
after we switched it off
in the cold tonight,
sat in the dark tonight and … Read on Macduff...
In Generic World you go to local
Hospital, and they say: “Welcome to Hospital,”
and you can feel that capital letter, like they
extra-mean it.
You have a problem with one of
your organs, and they say:
“Organ Problem!”
And … Read on Macduff...
He gave me back my hard drives today
by the pond by the geese
by the free-range 3-year-olds who
don’t even know what “pandemic” means.
By their moms who don’t trust the geese, don’t trust
the two old(er) guys at … Read on Macduff...
We’re out in the morning
driving down 8th street after the rain
looking for coffee in a favorite neighborhood
trying to figure out if this store or that cafe
made it through the night.
I’m expecting to see palm fronds … Read on Macduff...
Lousy words roll,
start somewhere
toward the back of his skull
Marble out in his too full mouth
toward his lips, from his lips
spinning, spill out onto the
floor.
Lousy words make him
slide fall sprain on the ice… Read on Macduff...
Threaten me with your breeze,
Your touch this
Fragile skin I’ve got has cracks.
If you come to my door, I’ll open it slow,
Step back, pull up like for a fadeaway,
I’ll raise my voice,
Keep you at bay. … Read on Macduff...
It’s changing things.
I’m evolving into future
me, some better biped. A cellular
remodel til I can
eat at a restaurant outside or
be in a friend’s backyard
outside and if they walk past me,
too close, it’s ok,
not … Read on Macduff...