Long Boombox Poems

Orphaned Slab 
         by Odin Roark

They call me a foundation
once supporting siding and stone
wire
plumbing
shingles

Through the doors of my house
trailed family and friends
across kitchen floor
slanted slightly
letting Benny’s agate...

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Frankly Speaking

There is a couple on the beach, they have a small room, been on the beach for years, suffered through the worst of it. They have been through every phase. The Hippie, the war...

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George worked in a construction company. He spent all his days walking the steel beam but when he got home, he became the master of inventions. One night he borrowed his wife's ironing board and...

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When I first heard the demo
I paid more attention to what the background was
saying.
I knew If I were gonna have ah decent career in sound, song and Music
I would need to sing the song to...

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All of a sudden, the town sort of changed,
As though the years had heaped all their dust in one go,
Reshaping the atmosphere and structure,
Erecting a darker, more feral architecture.

I sat on a bench in the...

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I will go back in time to the 1980's when I was still a young girl,
         loved watching the movie Flash dance;
     ...

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Mental illness did not find its healing on earth

—10/31/2021 RIP

Then will the lame leap like a deer,
and the mute tongue shout for joy…
In the haunts where jackals once lay,
grass and reeds and papyrus will grow.

—Isaiah...

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Tremble at this door child but do not come in yelled the Quent   
she an ogress at the end of her wits wearing muslin and flint   
was only looking for a...

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I once knew a boy named Billy
I thought he was originally from Chile
Mostly ‘cause he loved his hot sauce and chili
Toting everywhere his jar of piccalilli

It turns out Billy was really the local hillbilly
I should...

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Oval day broke and hunger looking for $5 meal 
Walk into the discount store. Food fossils line the shelves, with beverages stacked in dusty years and bread petrified with mold, hard for two weeks. Jesus...

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tonight i light the fire
nothing to do but embrace life
i have a cup of hot chocolate
i have a plate of ten chocolate chocolate chip cookies
i just may make about ten to fifteen more
time is even...

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The ringmaster left 
but the carnival stayed in town.
Erect, proud, empowered people
stride by living the Crayola dream.
Awash in color, characters in the screenplay,
the scene played with aborigine like dream walkers.

No surface left to its utilitarian...

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only in numbers
never in words
we send codes
no longer do we live in the modern world
yet and still we fail to ascend
we are branded insane
our lifestyle is featured in NoWhere Anonymous
only existing out of print
i guess...

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Gluttonous screen helpings of
‘A long time ago in a galaxy far far away..’

Lime boombox with Madonna singing,
‘Only when I’m dancin’ can I feel this free.’

Bread and butter of a pig tail soul;
My base bricks, these...

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Midnight in the City

It's midnight in the city,
The stars are dull above the lights,
A cat curls round a garbage can,
With a hiss the rats to fright.

A curly haired disheveled drunk man,
Shuffles down the sidewalk,
Breaks his...

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