Lord of the hopeless also dear
By Poetry Issue 54
Lord of the hopeless also dear Hat-Soak Pole-in-the-Canal and Red-Tie Father Son And Holy Ghost not in that order break The rottenness of those who torture one Of Thy least wrath-deserving exiles me Not wholly undeserving no but some And isn’t it the some that counts with Thee O Gondola also as the trees pass…
Read MoreThe Preacher Addresses the Seminarians
By Poetry Issue 81
I tell you it’s a bitch existence some Sundays and it’s no good pretending you don’t have to pretend, don’t have to hitch up those gluefutured nags Hope and Help and whip the sorry chariot of yourself toward whatever hell your heaven is on days like these. I tell you it takes some hunger heaven…
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