that old sink…

it just keeps on
dripping
i just can’t seem
to get it to stop
it’s like a war
between me
and it
each drop
a body
falling into the drain
and me
transcribing the instructions
for the repairs
on an invisible
sheet of paper
which no one
will ever read
or
really
care to

 

During the next few days, I will be on holiday…yes again…so I will be posting very few comments on your blogs…however I shall continue to post new poems here and hope that you will enjoy them.  Until then, cheers!

reading the paper at dunkin’ doughnuts…

 

honey
i am so depressed
did you look at the paper today
look at this
some nigerian village
    lost one-third of their children
    processing gold
    lead poisoning
    in the water
damn
   and here’s a state-of-the-art hospital
   in abu dhabi
   where pampered falcons
you heard me right honey
   falcons  
   stay in air-conditioned rooms
   fed a daily diet of quail
ain’t that a bitch
   and we got folks here
   still eating dog food
and if that weren’t enough
   says here in black and white
   in south africa
   folks are trying to come to terms
   with the ear-splitting vuvuzela cacophony
bet it beats the hell out of gun fire
   along a mexican street
child if this is civilization
count me out