You’ll never be Obama

  You, Don Trump, will never be Obama.   Sometimes when I hear your words or see Sean and Paul and the others on the playground I want to run and hide.  I go by the merry-go-round, but I can still see you running about pushing random people to the ground.  Usually the slower ones….

wow you guys… really?

What type of a world are we living in WHEN a so-called news outlet digs and pleads to reinforce whatever the emperor says : http://www.foxnews.com/world/2017/02/21/rioting-erupts-in-immigrant-dominated-swedish-suburb.html I’m sure you can put that together without me spelling it out and yes, Fox News antics have been happening for a while now, but for me, it is still shocking…

Title Your Way

Can I write a poem about love? Can I reach into the depths of whateva’s left and scratch the surface of a half-beaten smile and jimmy out a broken tooth or two to peer into the bloody grinning gap to eek-out loveworn lumps of shimmering gut squishy, glossy heart tissues nudes pews glossolalia nerves connect…