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WALKING ON THIN ICE

Quicksand Plan

May 5, 2015 No Comments

land, sea, sky

Quicksand Plan

We climbed from swamp to tree
now need to leave the forest
for field and walking plain
where you can’t see them coming
but they do you
as you play through quicksand traps
of rough and rolling whether
unwhole in one
grabbing at revolving brass
for pocket cash
and the pull of blood.

Or not.

Think in tree on branch I’ll stay
safe in leaf and loaf and living song
collateral happenstance of brand new dance
in this end of nothing.

– Smith, 5.5.2015

Go into the Toyota repair shop yesterday morning for an oil change and tire rotation, which might be $60 and take an hour, come out with an all-day affair and a $1,500 bill because wheel bearing work done year ago by Conrad Tires on Detroit Rd just past 117th was done wrong according to Toyota and has already gone bad. Conrad also badly installed our last muffler . . . I’ve taken the rattling muffler back complaining about the noise but they didn’t get rid of it . . . their excuse — they used a non-Toyota muffler which doesn’t fit quite as well. Only thing they’ve done right for us was our 4 new tires. No more Conrad Tires in our future.


groundhog day

Lady Poem – May 2, 2015

May 2, 2015 No Comments

 

Of honeyed pastries sampled by cupids bows of beestung lips, of truth’s shimmering antimony, of galena’s grit, poison powdered from the monadnock to kohl the pretty eyes of infants of India, of beautiful dreamers destroying nightmares, the bewilderment of complex confusions, dazzling disarrays brushed into the great mother’s dustpan, reverently tucked up and put away, of murmur’s collected chorus wandering under the scintillating cast of wondering stars

~ Lady

 

Looking Through My Book of Obscure Sorrows

May 1, 2015 No Comments

fee lunch

Looking Through My Book of Obscure Sorrows

So, if this is all a hologram,
who is my coder?

Oh Code-Writer who art above suspension
hollow be thy game
Thy coding done not for my fun
but for Your greater gain.

Tease us not with expectation
of justice under sun
but write us Go-To salvation
let unfun be done,

for in Your Great Compiler
translation seems somewhat off
making the rich ever richer
while the rest of us get slough,

so get Your act together
make this program right
we can’t wait forever
for You to see the light.

We am what we am
and Your code’s getting colder.

– Smith, 5.1.2015


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