Stop These Mild Visions

I’m looking at finding /a cornerstone that has not corroded/but went dewy with age./Other men rear their children/I have but myself./Morning brings on exits most painful/a radio brings on traffic news./AndI have been seen/ in traffic, seen traffic, /trafficked,aware of traffic
 It costs me a paltry sum,/who knows where it goes,/ moves out of my grasp/and doesn’t much matter./War games grow older,/they demand quick responses:/ they just aren’t there.

A man rests his weight, /on both of his feet/ his palms start spreading,/he  waiting 
for what’s lost to return./I need to but in a wrecking crew /with the end of a shovel/break into empire at any instance/ see with my own eyes my tubes and guts./ Motels teach their magic /lessons cut to the quick /they bury the timekeeper,
They’re the same as everything else and a few others.

  

1 Comment

  1. very interesting, Michael! *Baci n Blessings,* *Diana/Dhyana*

    *”Be not without hope, for crystal rain falls from black clouds.”*

    On Mon, Sep 16, 2019 at 11:29 PM Poetry in Motion wrote:

    > Michael Igoe posted: “I’m looking at finding /a cornerstone that has not > corroded/but went dewy with age./Other men rear their children/I have but > myself./Morning brings on exits most painful/a radio brings on traffic > news./AndI have been seen/ in traffic, seen traffic, /traff” >

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