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Part of the Hill is Parched
As far as any decision goes, needs are easily abandoned. It’s hard work seething, and lack of pretense brings little satisfaction. Beauties of the valley capped by their dome cries out for severance from every governance. In the cold hills of Adam it’s thought to be the end. No more showboats carrying rank wine adrift on high seas. It’s someone else, causing agitation. makes life appear as lifelike as NOW. They’ll emerge on all fronts spend lonely time searching. They wait among the rushes on an oilcloth playing cards. The high card, Ace of Spades, their alignment in representing death’s dominion. After the levels of the sun has reached a day’s peak they have finished singing. Then taking long draughts from their rusty scuppers Manifest Destiny As opulence enters, the eyes open wide. It makes me happiest, when opulence leaves. I keep talking about the sparrows flocked close to the Pavilion. They set a course, fiercely objecting to the little things. In resort to slander following the rules that they can't deny. They're observed, only feeling fiery with flexed wings. Agreeing on one thing, they like it much better flying over tank towns. Here, the windows bolted right before every evening. They kayo all the words considered as breathing. Figureheads Managing to remain on top, to follow the bouncing ball. keep my mouth shut, when shaking hands, with leaders of men. It gets me nowhere, with a mottled face that lacks the words to end an encounter. Plans in the making, lined up one by one. In the days that follow, a big strong line reaps the fruits of our labors. Embrasure There’s entrance to this chamber, one that’s more tiny than dusty. The routine inhabitants, some who are insistent. Their guarantee is scripted. through a break in the skin. They form like a crystal but of your own making. It’s in a swirling dedication, to a faraway press of desire. But there is never room for things uninterrupted.
Bio: Michael Igoe, neurodiverse city boy, Chicago now Boston, recovery staff at Boston University Center For Psych Rehab. Many works appear in journals online and print. Recent: Spare Change News(Cambridge MA), thebluenib.com, minerallit.com. Avalanches In Poetry Anthology@amazon.com. National Library Of Poetry Editor’s Choice For 1997. Twitter: MichaelIgoe5. poetryinmotion416254859.wordpress.com. Urban Realism, Surrealism. I like the Night.