'I was in Plato's closet the other day,'
says the cash register
lady at the bookstore cafe'...
|chalk wall, Charlottesville, VA|
Who we choose to include/
exclude says much of who
we R & R
we that much [ ]
it's funny to watch people
become that which they detest
because those you detest
will meet you halfway if you let
toads crossing roads
tires of their own progress
& we call it marketing
Noah built an Ark for two of each
i wonder how he chose which one to take
& which would blow bubble below
as you rise
if you are looking for deeper meaning
in this verse, toss a coin, in the park
fountain, but remember
whose face adorns it
DJs drop beats, pastors preach
& i, just a broke(n) porch swing
squeak-ing as it sways in the breeze.
|trash can sticker, Charlottesville, VA|
A song fills the vacuum of space
stars think it's sung only for them
not a speck in their own eye.
|Image by Manu Pombrol (via Magpie Tales)|
a glass always
will never be
...to someone i can't see, as she hands me change
& a warm cup, then turns away.
written for Magpie Tales and completing 30 poems in 30 days for National Poetry Month.