September 13, 2021

Poem

"...What equation would we use?..."

"...she could have shot a Czar in 1917..."

"...there I was jammed into a dirt pen with a 600 pound porcine..."

"...the writhing, wailing, whining, flesh- aggrieved, chicken carcass..."

"...worry's weight heavy on neck and shoulders..."

"...She was two and a half inches taller than I..."

"...There should be monuments to my father..."

"...This whole megillah is so PC...."

"...she never captures a single shadow..."

"...imagined the wind on a California beach, ocean roar..."

"...On the way to the bridge we pass birches, cedars, aspens, and evergreens..."

"...All she requires is a view..."

"...Never acts violated by the ink I smear..."

"...let a blanket of sky swaddle me in its splendor..."

"...our first foray as a family to France..."

"...Could the world endure two of me?.."

"...Gear, he said. Fab, he said, and kept playing..."

"...some casual sit-ups, maybe a knee bend before retiring to the snack bar..."

"...He must have lost his head..."