Poems

Lost

Something about him made you want

Not to take him seriously,

Though all his advice and ideas were right.

How seriously does anyone take
Someone else's brain?

But like a god,

He died of disbelief.

It's now the 6th day he's been gone.

Everyone's a liar,

Even him.

But no one knows a thing.

Without money, gas for the car,

Crazy, alone on the street,

They'll let you walk, gesticulate,

Chatter, laugh and sing.

But they will not pick you up

And take you to a hospice.

But I believe he's quite nearby,

In somebody's house,

Something yet considered.

I believe he's well.

9-11-13

 

Kitty

It didn't work for Charlie

And it didn't work for Jay.

Or do me good with George.

I just got in the way.

But you, tenacious Kitty,

Loving as can be,

Continued unrelenting

To make a friend of me.

I snarled at you ferociously.

I shoved you to the floor.

A glutton for rejection,

You came back for more.

And now you are my Kitty

Sleeping at my arm,

Chattering incessantly.

We'll keep ourselves from harm.

9-11-13

The Unfeeling Bastard

People kill each other

Inadvertently.

A lonely tattooed loser

At the bus stop talked

Incessantly and so

I stood up and walked away.

When the bus approached

I started walking back.

Ten feet off he started

Chattering again.

Then the bus door opened.

I stepped up to get in.

And he continued talking.

With a graceless snarl

I jerked away and swiped

My pass. Beneath my breath,

I muttered “Jesus Christ!”

I simply could have said,

“I do not want to talk.”

9-11-13