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A Day in the Life
by A Serviceable Villain
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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'love letters, like him, go to the afterlife'


Sheepish man standing vertical in

the rain; frog’s legs frying-up nicely

in a greased iron skillet – no longer

needed in the Amazon Forest.


Some kind of solitude is being

measured out in a city cab as his

fare OD’s in the back – suicide

jumper hits the windshield.


Passerby’s walking in slow motion

Insensitive to the predicaments that

are unfolding like the plot in a five

and dime store mystery novel.


Childlike Salvation Army person

rings the bell as the rain accounts

for most of the kettle’s profits; she’s

too busy being innocent; gets mugged.


Jack knife from a sweaty hand tossed

into a dead-end dumpster  - leaves the

victim as they allegedly bleed to death

Just another name in the Time’s obits.


A cold, lonely homeless man ‘third rails’

his life – family, work, country all turned

their backs; inside his overcoat, love

letters, like him, go to the afterlife.


Dirty cops who couldn’t wash their

hands fast enough stand before an

Internal Affairs tribunal – who, what

why, where, when, and how leeched out.


Two-bit whores with painted faces

moonwalk on the sidewalk – like to

rock and roll until they do the dead

man’s float in the river at age 14.


The day ends, all the city’s inhabitants

head for the building that has a 13th floor

Line forms to the leftist – elevator operator

“Keep your bodies inside, just want your souls.”


‘2009’ RLS

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Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse 2/24/2009
and in the dog eat dog world
where money is the root of all evil
or is it
an eye for an eye
a tooth for a tooth
the hunter becomes the hunted
and we rob Peter to pay Paul
but we never mention what we did to Mary & what she did for us
Hummmm...I say....Great Thought Bending Post About Realities In The New Millennium of What We Deem & Claim as Civilization & The Realms Starving for Our Souls through temptations gateways of sin.....
Peace, Love & Poetry
Reviewed by Dawn Anderson 2/24/2009
So powerful...I especially like your last stanza!
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 2/23/2009
The way you write, Lance ... you are brilliant. Well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by Christine Alwin 2/22/2009
What a day..and what an ending...great write Lance!
Reviewed by Cynthia Buhain-Baello 2/22/2009
Hello Robert Lance,

You've written a graphically vivid yet truthful picture of city life, with all its insensitivity and coldness, and it causes me, the reader, to reflect and think of ways one can "contribute" positively in the lives of those living in the concrete jungle. Thanks for writing on this.

Reviewed by Sandie May Angel-Joyce 2/22/2009
A very scenic write, Lance!!! You've brought the scene to life with this poem!!!

Sandie Angel :o)
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 2/22/2009
Passerby’s walking in slow motion
Insensitive to the predicaments that
are unfolding

Every time I visit the big cities these days, it seems to me like they're very cold and uncaring places filled with thousands of very sad zombies walking all about. Probably why I prefer rural areas now.
Reviewed by Tinka Boukes 2/22/2009
OMG...I can only agree with Carol on this......great offering indeed my friend!!

Love Tinka
Reviewed by 000 000 2/21/2009
You have written the acts of the big, cold steel jungle! The scenes play each day...and worsen in the nights!
The last paragraph..... compelling!
Reviewed by John Flanagan 2/21/2009
This is powerful reality, each image so telling; the second stanza is masterly, alone it would be a poem. One of your very best.
Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford 2/21/2009
Powerful write. Nothing more needs to be said.
Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado 2/21/2009
Great imagery in this, Lance; perfection!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
Reviewed by J'nia Fowler 2/21/2009
Oh my goodness. I'm speechless.LOL J'nia
Reviewed by Aberjhani 2/21/2009
What a hard hitter that was and yet about as true a fresco of urban dwelling as any artist might render. A great read indeed.

Reviewed by Mary Lacey, Desertrat 2/21/2009

Very good rendition of city life. I'm a bit of a country gal myself, so just could never deal with that. Wonderful write, my friend.


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