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Salient Arguments

salient arguments
whirlwind across the floor
rugs of rolling hills
closets filled yet more
the ones we never speak of
portraits fleering
infinite mirrored reflections
walls of respective distances
dogs chasing their tales
mad electrons seeking rest
grabbing at foreign orbits

i turn to her
i have failed in suburbia
the great american dream
i am returning to the jungle
my hovel there is safe
i do not speak the language
streets bear names i have never heard
the poet held incommunicado

i always get left on corners screaming
you will be sorry
Lenin and Moscow
MacArthur and the Philippines
Houdini and Death
i shall return, corners are everywhere

waiting for a streetcar
"Desire"
i have come to realize
i will do this again
some men can only pine
i bury them in it


           San Blas   90

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Yann Rolland Date: 7/2/2023 11:07:00 PM an environment that can be dark, for a lot of people, a very persuasive poetry to keep reading again, bravo Login to Reply Timothy Ray Date: 7/4/2023 6:44:00 AM the beauty of the English language is in its' adaptability....Ebonics was born there, the Caribbean developed a sister language there, unlike the rigid French we absorb and grow, why English replaced it....we poets take that tool and move it to new heights...we do not produce True Confessions or True Romance paragraphs....we find the metaphor, double entendre, the neology....and why we are a small and dedicated which Hallmark outsells (LOL) community...we are the licentious servants to the Muses....we are the few, the proud....the gods lend to humanity....now live with a healthy sense of humor or you will paint yourself into a corner with the oven door the only escape....LOL Timothy Ray Date: 7/4/2023 6:17:00 AM while i am pleased with the images of the ensuing dispute of relationships I am most pleased when I can find the double entendre in a word...how it evolves in a language such as "Cynic" which is far removed from the Greek school of philosophy...here it demonstrates how one escapes the ties but there is no adjustment in behavior which is the root of the problem....my former spouse who is a chemical dependency counselor uses my poem teaching at risk youth the consequences of addiction "she is running down the staircase" for that reason