today's poem is from 5:93. i really need to get myself together and type up - edit some more poems for future updates. i still have a few months worth (especially at the reduced rate i've been posting lately), but they are starting to sound a lot alike to me, and well, i think i have some others worth reading stacked somewhere or another. maybe after the first of the year???
PC seems to be working fine. Paula, mine too was relatively new. Started off as a software conflict that snow-balled into a registry issue ... anyway, since i went back to factory settings/configuration and reinstalled just what software i felt imperative, things are working well at the moment.
thanks for the comments lately everyone. And thanks to everyone stopping by, even if you don't leave comments. The counter tells me people are reading this stuff from time to time, and i am flattered. Ol' ZR, keep the faith and blogging along with those one word teases. Soulless and Paula, need to get back to your blogs and read your newer posts. i'll get there soon, promise. i do enjoy your recent work!!!
everyone stay warm and have a good season. Cold and rainy here in the Pacific Northwest. i get one more day off, trying to recover from another wonderful nightshift, then back to the olde salt mines on Thursday. No word lately the sale or merger. Since the contract was passed, things have been pretty ho-hum and quiet. They even hired another 4 people to cover the retirements pending early next year .... go figure.
FOR VOZNESENSKY
capitalization has made us dreamers
with no credit
shops closed
with iron windows
midnight fogs in pockets
& no manna falling
we starve
just like africans
in this land of plenty
for the rich
smog in our lungs
we reach god
with prayers of desperation
& designer drugs
the damned. the desperate
will believe in anything eventually
but poets believe in nothing
other than coughing snows
& bleeding ulcers. heroes
seeking no gold
only the unknown
unobtainable
the poetry and rambling thoughts of a working class poet
