Apr 13
THE LAST REAL POET The last real poet Sits alone by himself Somewhere in a cabin In Upstate NY Around the age of 95 Still alive But they all forgot about him Years Ago The prizes The many lives many Loves he had once His memory fades From time to time Unsure if …
Mar 26
It’s Springtime for Donald How sad Truly sad Your life must be To play the villain The monster on Reality TV While children are being Born, and the elderly are dying and Another mother can’t afford the rent And a family who Just lost their home But what do you care? As all the …
