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Poems
r Sep 2018
FEMA Dreama
r
Sep 2018
Although I can’t prove it,
I think most poets work
for FEMA, writing good
lines on the side of homes.
This poem is asleep, so
don’t yell at it, waking it up;
leave it alone letting it dream.
I think most poets work
for FEMA, writing good
lines on the side of homes.
This poem is asleep, so
don’t yell at it, waking it up;
leave it alone letting it dream.
;). Coming Thursday to your Mobile Phones, like it or not:
"Presidential Alert: THIS IS A TEST of the National Wireless Emergency Alert System. No action is needed."
No action needed, this is ONLY a test. Yep. Just ask the good people of Puerto Rico. Wonder where the all CAPS idea came from?
"Presidential Alert: THIS IS A TEST of the National Wireless Emergency Alert System. No action is needed."
No action needed, this is ONLY a test. Yep. Just ask the good people of Puerto Rico. Wonder where the all CAPS idea came from?
trf
Sep 2018
we danced in the streets as the days were long
only recess and reckoning while water crept in
this city of dead, our place, where the stench lives
and bodies float, lying above the crypt's graves
hurricane red absinthe & hand grenades
slugging the gulf like a shooter's brigade
a forecast shifts, flooding any escape
so we fire our motors with boats on em.
only recess and reckoning while water crept in
this city of dead, our place, where the stench lives
and bodies float, lying above the crypt's graves
hurricane red absinthe & hand grenades
slugging the gulf like a shooter's brigade
a forecast shifts, flooding any escape
so we fire our motors with boats on em.
nola luvs u