On a walk with Wally.
To BLM plaza and back.
No leg lifting. Makes sense.
Keep Off
Buds
New arrival
buds bursting
like the crack
in my left
wisdom tooth,
ground down
after winter.
Springing
bulbs are starting to pop (just like us)
Park(ed) Memory
someone or some (history) blanked
abe’s eyes (out) in front of a building
3000 miles away from me now/home.
he got shot (not too far) from me in now/new home.
this/his bust isn’t exactly busted
but those eyes – eerily bruised
like justice or (us)
Prayer Request
a request for divine intervention (perhaps)
a sticker on a District street sign
a $100 robo ticket in my rear view
Cousin June boiling water in Pflugerville, TX
Ted Cruz flies to Cancun (his daughter asked him to)
another request for divine intervention
Rush L. is on his way home
Run Fast Comrade
Run fast. The old world
is behind you. Corona
knocking on the front door.
Trump lye-ing out back.
Run fast comrade, run fast.
Strapped Up (too)
It’s come to this COVID
Bullets & bazooka guns
riding bare back in the
land of the free. Whose
back? Who’s free?
Strapped Up
It’s come to this COVID
the beach or bust (your hold on us)
Liberty civil or not
sick of your choke hold, we’re
strapping up, bracing
for the best, expecting
the worst. Get over
(yourself) Sit your ass
down.
Lake shake (down)
Daily shelter-in place break. Home-made mask on my face. A brother approaches from the corner. “Excuse me. I was just wunder-run. How can you do that?” I stooped down to pick up Wally’s poop.
Shit is shit & I know bull when I hear it.
“I’m no bum, but I was wunder-run…See, I ran out of gas down the street.”
“Sorry man, I ain’t got no cash.”
So he started conver-sating some more about compostable poop bags & wunder-run about the benefits & risks of doggie fertilizer.
Two lives. Too lies.
Small Craft
Small craft wind advisory. Lake becomes ocean. Still becomes undone. Distraction. Etch-a-sketch. Dissolve into cement. Careful not to disturb bird sanctuary behind the boom. My resolve a mirage. Wind does its rippling as wind often does. Lake contained for the most part. Boat too small for the weight of me. Sounds of sadness drop soft.