I am dying every minute
My soul is slipping away
I cannot stop life’s progression
I cannot halt my own decay;
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An angry mother left behind,
Cruel, unstable, and unkind,
She tells her children not to give
To their FATHER who has no right to live.
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Riff on veeraiyah subbulakshmi’s Fine “Poem Eagle and Chick.
It ill behooves me
In my parent/teaching
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What do I have to give
But the ashes of my life?
Not I, the fresh cheek upon the hill;
Not I, the wind whipping, standing still;
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Dare I chart my own decline?
I see a face not wholly mia
Eyes wide with fear and quaking terror.
I speak, i'm told I spoke in error
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My sweet heirs, burn my remains
Death is ugly and I am vain,
Let me not turn green in a box,
Food for worms as my flesh rots;
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All in all,
Not a bad life
Brief Ectasy
Twixt long bouts
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Although I fear it will be my ruin
My birth certificate reads David Lewin;
Now I shall be exposed to trauma
much like what's his name Barack Obama,
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She bakes for him a birthday cake;
(As if my mind was not awake)
I ascend the stairs, she’s on the phone;
(Awkwardly, she changes tone)
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Oh lovely girl
Oh distant daughter
I’ll sail to you
On inland waters.
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