Friday, February 1, 2013

poem of the day 02.01.13

pink eye

as north korean rockets sail
as egypt burns

as guns of ignorance
strangle the drought of american landscapes

just as old ice melts into
the overwhelmed ocean
flooding other land

and it’s sixty degrees one day
and it’s twelve degrees on the next

he sits there
shouting into his cell phone
about how he has pink eye

how his wife his pink eye

how his daughter had pink eye

and how his son is sure to get pink eye

he sits there
disease riddled and out in the open

coughing all over us

eating a slice of pizza
picking his nose and scratching his balls

wiping his hands on everything

king of the world

king of his own little
fucking world.

ALSO:  I have three poems up at Stephen Jarrell Williams' fantastic Dead Snakes 


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