Selected Poems from DPS (S) #02
The Void Deck Rhapsody
Sometimes the neighbor’s dog
Barks at the thundering rain
Like a bone
Strung away, unreachable.
The cats in my precinct
Yodel like the maker
Of pungent
Swiss cheese
Mice run around in gallant
Cheerfulness.
The old lady, wrinkled like
Her preserved cabbage,
Peels out rinds of money
For a piece of limp fish.
Her eyes swimming with
Memories
Of her dead son.
I glance into the
Naïve mind of
The newsstand,
Filled to the brim
Yet empty in the profit bowl.
A maze of myriad colors
Form a formal parade
Organic matter
Welcoming
Their new recruits.
Threads of deep wounds
And the scars of happiness
Are like a stuffed capon
Hard and unyielding
Fallen foe.
By LazerLordz
2 comments:
There's some wonderful imagery in this: "peels of rinds of money" is my favorite. Great use of colorful, concrete imagery to make a more universal statement.
You have quite a few nice images here! Do keep up the good work!
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