Wednesday, November 30, 2011
filling ears before bed -- Poetry 2011
After walking the dogs chilled fingers
spasm words across the keyboard in random
way on the last November evening.
Should learn to properly type saving neck
cricked to watch every key stroke which
doesn’t guarantee correct spelling.
Last of news with flashing images spew
details of horrid incidents, sordid events, trauma,
corruption and deception that trickles into dreams;
can’t recommend the habit of actually listening to
nightly newscast even if their word speak ends
with positive chitter chat and sterling smiles…
wonder how they sleep after disgorging it all?