Pictures in the Dirt

i keep peeking around
these curling corners -

dashing away from 
the finger-waggers 
who blink
only
when i'm not
in this predicament

when i'm not
kissing the sides of this
yellowing frame -
still holding fast
to that
ensnared moment
i've deemed
too late to make
unholy

unabashed and tall
in the courts of 
low-faced jurors
who suck their teeth
at my soiled apparel
and glare down
over horn-rimmed
frames

demeaning demeanors
in mean-streak persons
demand dumb perfection

in too black
tattered 
robes.

Reviews

[Marshal Gebbie]

So they are wrong and you are right huh?

[Joe Shetina]

Love the imagery.

[Neva Flores Smith - Cha..]

Justice is no longer...............well penned