Ninety-Eight Jeep Cherokee… My Wolverine

Ninety-Eight Jeep Cherokee… My Wolverine A high-caliber bullet, A jade butterfly, And a big key Dangle around a mirror. Years ago There was A boy in the backseat Playing his boombox. With your mighty treads The boy crawls Over steep hills and Through deep floods, And your weathered screen Deflects wind snaps, Shakes off heavyContinue reading “Ninety-Eight Jeep Cherokee… My Wolverine”

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Grandfather

Grandfather Why is he holding a gun? Tool belt is slumping After a long day of Who knows what. Car door opened Hastily it would seem, But upon it He rests with all leisure On it off the road Of some barrio hood. Where in the wilderness Has this hawk Been stopped? What jobs mightContinue reading “Grandfather”

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Splatter Masquerade

Splatter Masquerade Another shell loaded Casings pouring Brass from the hatch Kicking back In the steel cage Our rolling fortress Battle we wage Our wagers Igniting the brazen Chasers of sub shock Incendiary tracers Bursting forth From barrels of cannon Shrapnel box splatters Surrounding armed tailors On dashboards Of brass boards From turrets and currentsContinue reading “Splatter Masquerade”

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Prowl Wrapt Scrimshaw Club

Relocate – train station to station Melancholy – music performed in background Hills – gone over in locomotives Snow – blinds in its density Wilderness – in no where Cold – by outside snow Traincars – bileveled on iced rails Warm – by a long coat Stations – between two points Oeilladed – by oldContinue reading “Prowl Wrapt Scrimshaw Club”

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