Short poems II

discovering new voices from my recent addition to Sudden Denouement and this is one of them…

The Sounds Inside

cars

have you watched
how the cars
pass on the highway
watch all night
as they come
and go
every one significant
to you
but to them
nothing has changed

harry

‘listen to me harry’
he took half the line
uproar
let’s talk peanuts
let’s talk the weight of a gram
i don’t want to be here.

knuckles

and sometimes i am
happy
but
all I want to do
is weep
angrily
endlessly
collectively
with my knees pressed to my chest
and my knuckles burning white on the ground

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