EVERYTHING IS POLITICAL NOW

Everything is political now

Whether you drive a Smart Car, SUV or bicycle is political

Whether you eat meat or don't eat meat is political

Whether you are vegan, vegetarian, gluten/bio food free is political

Whether you smoke or don't smoke is political

Whether you are white, black, Asian, Native American, or a Pacific Islander is political.

Whether you are male or female is political

Whether you are Christian, Buddhist, Hindu, Muslim, or Atheist is political

Whether you are gay, straight, bi-sexual or transgender is political

Everything is political now

Whether you wear your conservative suit and tie or your liberal
t-shirt and jeans

Whether you you wear your conservative loafers or your liberal Day Glo funky sneakers

It's all political now

Someday I suspect

Whether you are left or right handed

Will be a political issue

One day

ORDINARY HYSTERIA

Crying woman on convenience store floor

Customers quietly checking out 

Avoiding the elephant in the room

Man screaming, yelling at you

For pausing too long in front

Of his house checking directions

Woman forgetting her change

As she leaves the store

Engulfed in grief over her

Dead soldier son

Day in and day out

For years on end now

Paranoia as common

As the clouds in the sky

Kept well primed by

The ever expanding media

A KEY TO THE KINGDOM

the churchkey was old and worn

the Pabst Blue Ribbon lettering

barely visible after 80 years

opening the doors to thousands

of cathedrals of beer

popping the tops on churches

of ale and lager

preserving the righteousness

of the brew and suds

worshipping at the alter

of the can or bottle

quietly drinking down

the spirits inside

THE GREAT PORTAPOTTY EXTRAVAGANZA

 

STEALING KISSES

stealing kisses in youth

running around apartment

courtyards playing soccer

football, tag trying not

to catch cooties

as the teen boys

with their flowing locks

strutted skinny in

tight t-shirts and jeans

flirting with the teen girls

as they laughed, giggled

covered their faces

ignoring us pre-teen boys

until we stole a kiss

chasing us, hitting us

before returning

to the teen boys

DANCING NOTES

2027

IT WAS JANUARY 11, 2027

A TIME EVERYONE THOUGHT WOULD BE HEAVEN

BUT NO ONE COULD TELL

THAT IT WOULD BE HELL

AS THE WORLD ENDED AT HALF PAST ELEVEN