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I Want To Call It Sharks…but won’t.

I Want To Call It Sharks…but won’t.


r.douglas
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I Want To Call It Sharks…but...

Took the launch
to the yacht
for luncheon
shipboard
sang-froid
ensued

a buffet
without borders
certainly,
Chow
with a cosmopolitan
attitude

and they gobble
while grousing
about last years
gross
and the cost
of the gloss
necessary—
to shine on
the folk,
fool provincials,
pocket politicians,
and chum
the waters
with capital
platitudes

——————–

poem 3 april 3 14

This was, is a mess but I’m not parting with more than three hours for this poem a day hootenanny. This took about that. Began as a whole different poem ‘cause I really like the opening stanza. But the subject matter was heavy-handed, and it felt the more I hammered away the further from the nail I landed. Which ain’t to suggest the above is any soft shoe, more a tap dance around the dime a dance capital economy that makes the big bucks boogie.

 

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