Reality Check

Reality Check

A Poem by Tim M

Burl Jenkins stood tall and proud in his tattered old robe, at the utmost pinnacle of the wobbling living room recliner,
             exclaiming:

“Are we

        Born

            Spitting hate and malice and dread?

Were the first fresh feelers of exploration aimed at conquest and domination?

Is there more to the exchange of

                    So many atoms

    Than the simple acts of devastation?

Do we pour our hopes and dreams into more than patriotic themes

    That blast full volume

    On stilted plateaus,

Whose faces are so shallow as to show only

    The sad dapper bunch

That sits behind the precipice pushing another fault line

Right down your throat?”

His wife, watching from the doorway to the kitchen, responded to him with the weathered patience and steadfast fortitude as only a spouse can to save face:

“I don’t know Burl,

    But dinner’s getting cold and you’re about to snap off the armrest.”

© 2010 Tim M


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You've snuck into my trailer park, haven't you? Spying on my neighbors...for shame. Kidding. I'm really liking what you're doing with your writing. It's got perfect portions of intelligence, humor, morbidness. I love the fact you used the word 'dapper' as well. It's quite a gem.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I'm really digging all your characters, man. The wife is awesome.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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