Wife America Poems

Lake county music company filled with 
slots carney folk real carny folk the little 
pete's illegal gambling road show throughout 
the  Midwest gaming like...

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Captain kuni-lemel graduate strikes again - updated

Steely Dan sing queen (me)
outdid himself on sixtieth anniversary 
after Grahame Wood 
determined to meet 
the evolving needs of...

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Try mumbo jumbo chicken gumbo soup saith dumbo

Yours truly an unfortunate hostage
within *****sapien zoo
presenting poetic hodge podge 
and mish mash to you
looking for unwitting...

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She loved the fact that she
could use her beauty to
unleash her objectives and goales
upon men who wished to be freind
or kind to her. She flirted...

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With sadness, that never ceased,
I watched your Father shot on live television.
I was living in Chicago and Elena, a baby 
in my arms asleep.
Your Father,...

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My wife told me yesterday, that she believes that women today have achieved equality both politically and socially and that nothing further needs to be...

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They are forming clusters in the sky, and you cannot see them with your naked eyes you have to consult the giant telescope and go...

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Like a hypnotized maniac
on quaaludes and Prozac
still trying desperately
to get back to the nineties
17 not 19

still dreaming and
scheming to find a way 
to become their...

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It was 1968 we'd gathered again in the school auditorium my tiny hands sweating only five years old while my name was called in all...

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It’s Christmas Eve, Babe
In the car pound
It shouldn’t be this way
Should not have been found

But I’m the lucky one
I am the thirteenth one
And when I...

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I relished being hungry for leftover Thanksgiving pop slop gloppy grub

(a poetic partial fiction 
blended, diced, fricaseed, 
marinated, mixed, pureed, sautéed, 
stewed... with fact)

Hmm... on...

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Have 
Sex
Only
With 
Your 
Wife...

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When I met the tall and amiable Vietnam War veteran,
my shyness showed,
yet, my throat dried and tightened when he softly
spoke the words, "The war never...

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I got it as a gift from my grand uncle Dan who lived to a ripe old age of a hundred and one. He was...

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Various Heresies 11



The beauty of the flower fades,
its petals wither to charades...
—Michael R. Burch



the U-turn poem
by michael r. burch

Life so defaulty,
Life so unfair,
why do wee...

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