Product Placement

in Poetry

platitudes about gratitude
grate against the gait of
my thinking
but howdy hoi polloi,
should I smile when I say that,
as I belly up to the bar, yet again
because your standard bearer flies a flag
of last call and response repulsive to any
understanding of this man’s republic… Hey,

barkeep, pour ‘em another shot of plebiscite
a top shelf tactic of a teetotaler Tribune in
autotune with just what the tribe imbibes and
will swallow.


It’s not the Swells I fear, it’s the swill.

NaPoWriMo spring training 2018

I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.

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