Word Soup (Scratch Pad)Select scribblings from the walls of my cell -- provided the guards approvewarm- April 18, 2007 like a candle in a pumpkin's head seconds scatter like thunderstorm rabbitshttp://www.wordsoup.com/poetry/archives/2007/04/my_lover_swims.html the guts behind- April 17, 2007 bat-shit and double barreled I stand corrected I leave my guts behind thinking just maybe I'd be faster scotch tape holds my head in my stumped feet and their copper caps clump the walk, scrape the pavement my folded soul has un-ironed lines I smirk, blame static cling teethy crowds point and laugh friends among them my bubble alien head strikes streetlights as I turn to run my wounded knees rusty, like hinges screaming I have tattoos for each enemy each broken heart and every battle I...http://www.wordsoup.com/poetry/archives/2007/04/a_christmas_dri_1.html nefarious he- April 11, 2007 a slick bomb licking wet storm wounds some maniacal mechanical animal freshly unengaged from barb wire tired the crowd's nebulous eyes wide the corner keeps a white tower worm versed in potency polemic, ineptly academic his girl's thighs ache in rhythms unfamiliar later they lay in tired tricks and riddle chatterbox gossips forge legend idolatry and library stink in the air a sudden look, an easy smile she falls hard as river stone, smiling I like accidents and nightmares humility and...http://www.wordsoup.com/poetry/archives/2007/04/nefarious.html No Surrender- April 10, 2007 No, Surrender -Justin Currie Big Macs for the fat low-cal wraps for the call centre battery hens Japanese snacks for the choice-spoilt citizens caviar kickbacks for the citadel denizens airport shoe shine servicing the suits among the little silver stereos and hand-grown cheroots first class passengers file on last after the scum are packed in with their tax-free loot checkout calamity, cheated out of loyalty points ten more years of this joint youd be home and dry ...http://www.wordsoup.com/poetry/archives/2007/04/no_surrender.html |