Accommodation

 

Poems fit everywhere, 

Save the heart 

 

Of the heartless. 

 

 

 

All Or Nothing Hardball Capitalist At Work

 

No sucker, you look 

A lot like you have what 

It takes, so take 

 

All you can get 

And more, as the nil no-name 

Lopsided have-nots still have plenty 

 

Of nothing in store— 

Keep sucking them dry 

Till you up and even 

 

The desired score. 

 

 

 

A Poem Should Be (26)

 

More or less, whatever 

You want it to be or not 

 

To be but never 

Meaning less, more 

 

Like life itself, if you know 

And you should 

 

Know what I mean. 

 

 

 

Cutting Edge Eventide Augury

 

evening’s 

waxing

 

blood 

crescent 

moon— 

 

to 

morrow’s 

over- 

flowing 

 

sickle

 

Ever Nostalgic Muse

 

 

Just think

 

Of it, there would be 

No words for never 

 

Going forward once 

We stopped 

 

Looking back on it.