My Eyes, My Sight

My eyes, wanting to close the night, the tiredness pulling at me, pushing me in one direction do not pass go, do not collect… The road lights blurred large and small, crossing together the car swerved attempting for the patterns to join again, to become one light only, My sight improved as the tiredness faded, regaining what was lost, strengthening telling my mind to relax, … Continue reading My Eyes, My Sight

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A Flag Waver

She was a flag waver every bake sale, every car wash she’d wave her flag for all the world to see, She’d regale school children showing them her Betsy Ross Tattoo Using her finest longshoremen vocabulary Proudly announcing why the Country was Great! with each word comprising 4 letters or less, She was a gun waver a card-carrying member of the NRA, the John Birch … Continue reading A Flag Waver

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Icy Streets

Icy streets, the cold wind my collar tucked close against my skin, The night fading, taxis abounding everyone wanting just to sleep to drink again, warding off the pain the night never forgets, does it? when the morning crashes in, Icy streets, what few cars trucks spreading salt, while the rains fall, Everyone wants a ride, “Are you going to?” It doesn’t really matter, I … Continue reading Icy Streets

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