Speculative

Too many Indians and not enough Chiefs. Whoever thought that this was a game should rename this poem. ‘A...

There’s an 'e' instead of a 'c', and the 'k' is out of place.
We all make mistakes.
But it’s...

Tell me of a time without them,
They replaced the working force,
Until the day it actually...

I decided to title my piece
a concatenation of a few different notions
incorporating...

Earlier this merry month of May
a goniff who possibly did gossip
about his/her surreptitious...

If we could just do it better...

Know the truth...

Learn how they play their Games and Why...

I'm warm blooded
But I'm as hard as ice

With cold emotions running

through my veins...

awash with intermittent amnesia.

Scant number of minutes elapsed...
before I forgot whether...

This is a poem that I created in which I had took a poem that the love of my life wrote In which I broke...

Which lame excuse I exclaimed,
when my dear old mom asked
rather told me in her scolding...

like the infinite vista
upon the midwestern plain
farther than the eyes of mine
(an...

honored at freedom fête
of course in my dreams
where Tony the Tiger
roars Matthew...

The side of the road

Although a magical place with lush carpet grass and blossom overhang, the...

After proper manager
distributed the latest bulletin
to all the residents at Highland Manor...

For many time flows from day to day never understanding the moments the soul is leading

Paths that...

not one drop of sweat
(especially on hot humid and hazy days)
less than a gallon
...

04/05/2025
Rotten Riches, Broken World...

Rust in the air, greed in the ground,...