IN CASE OF EMERGENCY BREAK GLASS
Put the little red hatchet
back on the wall.
there is no sense of urgency
at all.
no emergency.
so
please don’t break the glass.
Open the windows
and close the front door.
No one is coming in
I just washed the floor.
.
But some day
If you ever see my face
down on the ground
lips cold and blue
ass in the air
eyes fixed in a glossy stare…
break the glass.
and change my underwear
Comments
Joe
This is quite a true picture and as I found my Neighbour in this state on April 2nd it was really a memory jog..
We didn't have to break the glass, as he had passed the day before, and the back of the house was open for his dog to go out.
We are waiting for new people to come and make the house alive again, I do hope that none of us have to have someone break the Glass...
A very good write though young Joe, Yours Ian.T
You are writing poetry
and very good ones.
I am so glad.
somehow doesn;t seem "poetic
somehow doesn;t seem "poetic" I am not used to writing this way,But your assessment tells me that I may be doing ok after all.
Published Poetry
I remember the slick put up for sale and successful
poetry I used to buy as a teen
Bookshops dont keep much of this now
except for the old old standards
no one alive to benefit
all the modern geniuses are flipping burgers
or adding up groceries at the corner outlets
but this is like the works that were in the
main racks
Its dark its tunny and its something of yourself
that self connection that would keep me reading
your works like I do here
there are some writers writing very short stories in
some big magazine names I like
most of the stuff is mind numbing drivel
but every so often there is a peice that
charges and challenges thought
and pokes fun
and leaves something of the self
that is authentic
and that is what I love about reading
and Neopoet!!
Thank You
and poetry makes us see more
and poetry makes us see more than what or who is there.
wow!! spoken like a true Poet!!
so so bang on my friend!!!
(that was amazing!)
thank You...