a time in my life when we figured all the problemms and the solutions .. to death itself in a shed we'd built in my yard.. and everything seemed to balance out and life was safe in the hands of adults..
the Russian invasion of Hungary, growth of communism , the Cuban Missile crises..
and the end...
beside the nettles that scorched and stung me as a child
there grew a leaf they called a 'doc-leaf'
which rubbed on the weal , abated the pain..
There is always something equally curative beside each of our trials and tribulations .
but you've got to look..
The boardwalk has become a pick up point for hookers.
and a place to traffic heroin
This side of the river is awash with every kind of scum, and across the river the people are sitting under a summer sun listening to a military band.........
time unheeded ; conquered by a celebrity
She plunders , triumphs ,
witticisms epithets drop from her dulcet lips
till a bird soars above her and awaits ..
as her mind decays
and perfidious age is on the prowl