Ray X. Johnson Poems

(why?)


after the lies & alibis
...

She thinks it's better
to stand her ground
& say nothing,
like a loser weary poker head
...

(To too many people I know doing Life in prison)

Prison is a place
between the living & the dead
...

I could not stop for death*
even after,
my daddy died from pneumonia
when I was like 4 or 5 years old
...

(To My Wife Stacey)

inseperable
like two sides
...

(The source of demons)

There was no answers
as the methodically folded
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I resort in sacred chambers
To meditate on an untouchable
Presence….
Tirades of passion simmer
...

(Don’t even try it!)


Don’t add insult to injury
...

a
blank
page
staring
...

It wears on me
Like an old pair of shoes
& I tell you
The Mediterranean
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