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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 [...]
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, [...]
Fast Poem: #21 On Denial
If I believed that in seven cosmic days the Omnipotent painted this canvas we call home, and I can think of no reason not to I would quake and tremble each time I heard yet another species passed the way of the dodo, another victim of yet another madhat hunt or developing incursion into limited [...]
Fast Poem: #20 Abecedary Disciplinary Distractions
A game of Focus vs Creativity haunting another waking occasion. Tempting is the Focus pill, resolute immersion, idea, goal, deadline, completion, interrupted only by frequent washing of hands. Enjoyable the other, natural, unmedicated Creativity, bouncing, fluttering thought, associative, continually dancing like sunlit patches splattered on a forest floor; laughing images, wise, silly, foolsung phrases; fragments [...]
Fast Poem: #18 The Emotional Availability of Sverre the Shipless
My penis fell off in the night. it lay on the counterpane next to her night clothes, a lonely pink thought without a pen. I tried to put it back again but it was cold & burned my hands. She came home at 6PM. Indecently incomplete, I hid behind the bathroom door. She saw my [...]
Fast Poem: #19 A Splash of Selfish Sorrow
The silence belongs to me, not requested, not demanded, the silence belongs to me. If I wanted to share I would. If it meant things could change and I wanted to share I would. If it mattered, meant things could change and I wanted to share, I would. It is between God and me now. [...]
Fast Poem: #16 Holly Day Lights
I like the bright lights, the pretty lights, the colorful lights along Main Street on the North end of town which is not that far from the South end of town. I have no time for whiners and criers and attorneys who sue to take them down, to strip our strip of bright lights, pretty [...]
Fast Poem: #15 – Ice and Shadow
Mid-lake, frozen in struggle, a flock of wild geese. One hundred lost dreams. © 2008 Chrome Poet Originally posted December 3, 2008
Fast Poem: #14 She Waits in a Garden of Snow with Candles of Ice
I do not think I dreamed this dream before, yet I find traces recorded in journals, poems and stories; in logs penned while quietly sitting; sleepy strokes of meditative hand; capturing words dictated from some strange place by a voice less material than I. In the dream, in the writing sleeps warning: Do not seek [...]