by phillipw | Dec 9, 2019 | AD, DR, LO
Hoverdose Your dying in this moth-meandering way Just might destroy me more predictably Than if you pressed your earlobe (with a plea For ultimate commitment) to the stray And curly strands of sideburn by my ear, Then pulled a trigger at your other cheek...
by phillipw | Nov 29, 2019 | DR
After the Opera: A Drug-scene Tattoo “one night he kissed My soul out in a burning mist.” –Robert Browning A tenor and soprano sang among...
by phillipw | Nov 14, 2019 | DR, EL
Wish Lanterns Glow Old people harbor wishes, maybe with Their grudges. Wishes also linger from Their childhood daydreams each one like a myth Created solely for one heart. They come Back to these children made of wrinkles, stiff With memories, and these...
by phillipw | Nov 8, 2019 | CH, DR
Abandoned for Skip on Wisconsin Avenue, N.W. . I met you in a Georgetown street one day Alone among the shopping crowds, we two. We talked as if you had not left us all, Left me and others, wife and Matt, who grew Away in pain. He used to hit his mom So...
by phillipw | Nov 5, 2019 | DR
Out of Our Minds in Our Minds I disapprove the dreams I have in bed. I can’t control them. They are like a drug Injected in my brain. They’re colored dread And silliness all tangled in a fug. I cannot like my daydreams. They are far Too stupid, colored happiness...
by phillipw | Oct 13, 2019 | DR
Resolution of Daydreams This year I must resolve to disregard To Do lists and the Devil. I’ll make peace With them. They’ve both tattooed me or have scarred My saffron meadows. They both blockade Greece And blue struck sunlight from a templed isle. They hate...
