Long Interrogator Poems

from the extremely large to the very small, rocks have been game changers
  planet-sized melters, moon-makers
  asteroids with cataclysmic impact, dinosaur terminators
  again life's prospects pivoting
  this time, on tiny stable...

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Just as well I was driving at a moderate speed.
Having resumed control I spied Lelia sticking her tongue out at those reckless varmints.
She stopped the minute I noticed.
Odd.
“Children …….sometimes you have to act like a...

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of terminally opinionated snake charmers
for art's sake of course
well what else could define our course of action
when the end of unknowing
is only a mouse click away
when we'd still rather quack like a sinking duck
and bark...

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wishing he had sung his prayers last night
from both ends to the middle
fell to the ground in adoration
tore a wake through the ink stains
but not from satisfaction
plastic Jesus hold my head
a round of applause for...

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“I have seen what cannot be unseen.”

Confessed the little boy
To a uniformed interrogator
From a small chair
In Iraq,
The boy’s lips dried and crumbled
Around his mouth
Like chalk
Outlining the final place and time
Of his terrible crime.

Dust is glued...

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When my race is run and done
And I reminisce why I stun
Doubting Thomases who to my head point a gun

Expecting my soul to project fear
From my eyes to pour a tear
As I utter ‘Thank you,...

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Who are you voting for?
What do you mean?
In the next election?
Which one?
The presidential election.
I don’t know.
You are not voting for her are you?
I don’t know.
Tell me you are not voting for her.
I am secretly thrilled...

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arriving to shun that wolf
on your blood’s trail,
you comb through rubble,
tormented :

…………………………………………………………………………………………………………

        
          glimpse of fear,
fixated at otherness of...

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She was so high on her chair and heels 
She was running like on water and wheels
She felt so bad and kind of sad 
When I didn't shake her hand
She was all time then on...

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THE TRUTH
 
Looking in through the window I knew I knew
They lied about fire. What’s new, what’s new?
The mother’s hated husband for a long ago
But where would she go, where will she go?

The father couldn’t...

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