Peak Watts

I have a subversive
that riffs the bottom
of my heartbeat

a metronome mimic
cartooning a
cadence of the stumble
bum in one’s cups

a demitasse of delusion,
some mid-range madness,
most likely,
a getting high
from knowing that that base
race has been run

It’s a sobering

That subversive


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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