What is wrongA Poem by Wilyem Clark
Young man
walking in the street walks in front of the bus. Driver slams on the brakes. Young man walks around presses face against door demands admission. Driver refuses. Young man (could be a fool) goes back up front pretends he'll use the bike rack hitch a ride there. Driver: What is wrong with you? Young man lopes off. Bus rumbles on. Dysfunction everywhere. No corpse today Tomorrow--maybe. Each day a new chance A chance to bite it Take your chances. Given the options (What there are options?) You're better off killing The one thing that's yours Yours alone for the breaking Surprisingly fragile. If you're lucky it's quick. A spew of gross indecency A verbal salvo Hawk and whorf directed at The passers-by. One foot shoeless--doesn't care. Mindless of others Mindless of self Life in a limbo Of lifelessness. Where is salvation A ring or raft To grasp and paddle to Solid shores? If one cared to . . . Some don't care. © 2023 Wilyem Clark |
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2 Reviews Added on September 19, 2023 Last Updated on September 20, 2023 AuthorWilyem ClarkWashington, DCAboutI've been writing poems since my teens (now in my 60s) and prose since the 1990s. It's been hard finding decent forums online--the free websites too often suffer sudden deaths. My "published" works ar.. more..Writing
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