sweeping nostrums induce
moods of optimism,
architects clicking their pencils in notebooks.
their eyes see shafts of steel jutting
from abandoned cemeteries, the native dead
shaking as each pylon
thrusts their heaven
into cold clay.
arising is a trophy
to gluttony, hard rockers blazing
tunes at the grand opening,
customers shuffling across marble floors,
rolling their fat bodies
toward glimmering ghosts,
objects to be placed in wooden cabinets,
waiting for the years to crumble.
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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