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Fast Poem 31: Lament on a Cubicle Creature
Sit at your cheap desk
hands on your keyboard
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Fast Poem 30: I Love Work
I am best when I have work to do. Work is my drug of choice. Work obliterates the painful reality of neo-tyranny. Work dulls the unbroken monotony of soul choking bureaucracy infected society. I get high knowing someone needs me to get things done ASAP and when I rise I need not decide how to [...]
Chromeku: Snowsky Geese
Snowsky northward geese. Icebound sunsong daffodils. Changing of the guard. © 2011 Chrome Poet
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Chromeku: Morning Mooning
Before coffee she becomes (moon) skies (beautiful) outside our bedroom. © 2011 Chrome Poet
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Chromeku: House Kids
Sky shouts “Blue!” Goldfinch swaps green cloth for yellow. Where are the kite flyers? © 2011 Chrome Poet
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Chromeku: The Looking Glass
AYn’s magic mirror. Wesley Mouch looking in. John Galt looking out. © 2011 Chrome Poet Senryu?
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Chromeku: April 6, 2022
Thaw waters high, swirling by; Crazy eddy babble song. Cranes dance. Kite-winds sigh. © 2011 Chrome Poet
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Fast Poem 23: An Old Man Contemplates Revolution
Sequential gusts smash the porch like desperate, invisible soldiers breaking against bulwarks with persistent, insufficient shoulders of air. Between surging assaults, sudden stillness promises quiet peace, then ragged treetop whispers escalate to window rattling howl and beyond reason to mindless roar. Determined, unseen waves break again against walls with door slamming boom. Walls hold. Banshee [...]
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Fast Poem: #22 – “Drunk with celebrityhood and his own ego, he became a media clown … “
We endured adolescent tribulations, success and celebrations, in private, in public and on TV. We made love under State Street willows, in bedrooms, in cubicles, on kitchen tables, in the backseats of imported cars. We made children who are laughter. We made children who are murder. We made children who are nothing at all. Boomers, [...]