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Liminality, 2021 v.2

Aren't we all the momentum of a tumbling Alice 
Gollum's fingers ever stretching to his Precious 
But never stretched enough 
John Connor's eyes caught in the eyes of the T1000
Waiting and dreading and waiting for a still pool of molten iron  
And the weight immovable of Chosen Ones? 

So aren't we all Dante on a treadmill in the middle of the forest 
Fit and buff and wondering why we're going nowhere 
Britney yelling to be left unseen untouched 
One hair at a time knowing it's growing back already
Lonesome George's caretakers 
Outliving the last heartbeat of a species?

So aren't we all a teenage private under fire
Forever maelstromed in the trenches
The loop of Jackie Kennedy 
Crawling for life on a limo trunk
Marie Antoinette's apology engraved 
Giffed upon her blinking executioner?

And aren't we all so decidedly uncertain 
So desperate for time
We're just another Voldemort 
Clinging to yet another selfie?






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impermanence, poetry, poetry today, political poetry, short poetry, social commentary, Uncategorized

Liminality, 2021

Aren't we all the momentum of a tumbling Alice 
Gollum's fingers ever stretching to his Precious 
But never stretched enough 
John Connor's eyes caught in the tip of the T2's thumb 
Waiting and dreading and waiting for a still pool of molten iron  
And the weight immovable of Chosen Ones? 

So aren't we all Dante on a treadmill in the middle of the forest 
Fit and buff and wondering why we're going nowhere 
Britney yelling to be left unseen untouched 
One hair at a time knowing it's growing back already
Lonesome George's caretakers 
Outliving the last heartbeat of a species?

So aren't we all a teenage private under fire
Forever maelstromed in the trenches
Devoid of home and Mom forever
A loop of Jackie Kennedy
Crawling for life on a limousine trunk
Marie Antoinette's apology to her blinking executioner?

And aren't we all so decidedly uncertain
We look like Voldemort clinging to yet another selfie?
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Sonnet VI – Ode to Las Vegas

Let us praise Vegas 
Merriest of mirrors
Lightest of lessons
A dream to be dreamed
In the frescoed peace
Of eternal dusks
From the mermaid call
Of the jackpot songs
To the stardust glow
Of a showgirl's kiss
Like all dreams devoid
Of birth and defects
Enjoyed and embraced
But never believed
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