by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | RO, SU
Romance When I decide on suicide, I’ll eat The moon; no gassing of myself with hose Stretched from exhaust pipe to the driver’s seat (Through taped up window) so sleeping-pill nose Can snuff in all that carbon monoxide. I will not build a guillotine and...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | Ta
Victor “and he limped like the devil himself” ~ Victor Hugo This spitefulness arises in a man When meeting someone larger than himself, When he encounters someone greater than His own capacities; makes him an elf— Or Quasimodo—in comparison, But...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | CH, ST
Graffiti Are we just God’s graffiti, you more bold Than I, and I a bit too fancy like Calligraphy on Mandarin silk rolled Round ivory; you big, a brilliant spike Of gold and orange, I a purple line Perhaps predestined as your foil? Are you And I created...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | FR, IR
When God Wants Our Destruction When God wants our destruction, He’ll just take Away all irony and French cuisine— Well, those and what’s involved in them, like steak And red wine sauce, and platters with obscene Things like snails in garlic glop, ortolan Inhaled by...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | TO
A Guy I know a man who tells the people in His carpool all about the previous night’s TV, and of the biscuits and the gin He found on special offer, and the fights Between his children after they are sent To bed. Of course, the family’s health comes...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | CA
Burlington He makes the heart’s beat change into a purr By doing simple things like lapping milk, And kneading rugs, and wearing knitted fur That rubs against the leg like hungry silk; The way he sleeps, contorted like a slur Of laziness across the...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | TR
Well? A bruise to tissues that surround the heart Results in gasping pangs when labored air For humdrum life demands its paltry part Of lingering energies, and ribs (aware They should have tried to save the source of blood From trauma’s harm) succumb to...
by phillipw | Dec 16, 2019 | CA, KI
Kipper He masters life by learning how to fall. From heights he lands with four white feet just right. When drowsy all he does is form a ball Of stripes —and falls into a furry night Made up of twitch and sleep. And if from grace He falls...
