Perhaps it’s just a dream
but I do like the idea
of some days having
that boot on my desk.
Some days not.
The Pale Fire Deathmarch, Week 3
Pale Fire Peoples!
Welcome to Week 3. It’s very special week for me, because this is the first week when I’m officially a little bit behind, which means we’re really rollin’ now. I’ve been savouring it a bit too much … Read on Macduff...
Forgiveness
I pardon myself for burping.
I don’t ask for your pardon.
I burp. I repent.
Case closed.
Uh oh
He can see
in her eyes
that she can see
in his eyes
the crazy.
Shouty
As I walk out into the street somebody's shouting at me shouting in my face with his teeth near my face.
He asks me if I'm scared of him I say no he says I should be. He shouts I… Read on Macduff...
Shouty
As I walk out onto the street
just the very second I leave the coffe shop
somebody’s shouting at me
shouting in my face
with his teeth
near my face.
He asks me if I’m scared of him
and I … Read on Macduff...
The Palefire Deathmarch, Week 2
Pale Fire Peoples!
Looks like we’re off to an excellent start. Lotsa folks on the march, with fully 20 posts so far on last week’s thread, including an excellent bit o’ background on the Zemlya of it all, filed just … Read on Macduff...
Great-great-grand-pop
Great-great-grandparents Googling me
just checking in
cork thick-thumbed after
After Life.
Pop.
And every time they’d Google me
a bell would go off.
Some bright blue bell,
that would hover right behind my head.
It’d be like “g,” and then … Read on Macduff...
Mr. Big Shot
I knew you
when you didn’t
have a card with
Abe Vigoda’s signature on it.
And I was nice to you then.
So just you remember that.
Too much
Is it too much
to want to be
the John Wayne
of poetry?