July Gridville Fricassee Au Jus
July 2020- Selections from the July release Retread Rubbereden 2020 forth coming –
Right Terrible Now at first glance
Behind your Mask 2020
In Dragon Speak
These days
We look at others
Through ugly eyes
And hear them
In dirty ears.
And terrible now
We seldom see anybody’s face
Anymore just the same ole
Adverted glance and distance
Social prophylactics protocol
Six feet apart above or under the grave.
Those days of wine and roses, you thinking going
creating custom voice commands for text and graphics
editor to flawed commands based on
Larynx Malapropisms
to be able to work on certain angles
the collection of memory
wild intangibles
A Plague on their own-
-for V Wolfe & Emily D
Emily preferred to stay home anyway
While Virginia driven besides herself
To the Shelters in the underground
As the bombs fell.
How quickly the moment passes
As the bottle swings in a few
people that should be lightning bolts
like they strike you
when you least expect it to that matter
with those that return to you hopefully sans empties
ignoring thunder
Transformation
East 7th street
Quarantined
Deserted
No beer at the Coal Yard
No Pizza at Iggy’s
That blessed Cheeseburger
At Paul’s
Not a chance.
Gone with Wind
Like it was axed from HBO
Who was that person who took one you once
to where you always wanted to be ?
on the page
on the sidewalk
like so much unbridled heart gift
with a voice that has a mind of its own
So is it ?
polarized time
polarized time pulverized after the fact
every third word repeats the code
as a virus for Iris
when here in this terrible now
we measure our steps
in coffee spoons
March in place
Treading water
Into mud
Wishing for fins
Or at least gills
While all the dirt of the earth
Fails to support us as top soil
Until the finish
When we return.
So just maybe he is reminding you slowly still in the terrible now
not making much sense in Newspeak
Grief is done
barking up the wrong tree
We have done our time
paid pretty good respectively
I still think you all got off
rather mercifully.
But I didn’t
Perhaps it was those both barrels at once
I lost my old man and you in the same month
I stood and took it
At that time you were strong and weak
as the flesh and spirit are bound to be
Yes the sails shredded
Rutter shattered
the tide came and went
leaving us just a couple of extinguished red flames in the rain
thinking of that day
When we never had the guts or heart
To say it to each other-
face to face to end our dance
without the mask
when we still had the chance.
-Retread Rubbereden 2020
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