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How I Accept the Unacceptable

nano poblano picture 27

When they say that we can

leave it all behind,

we still

take it with us when we go.   

 

And nothing is forgotten

that’s forgiven in my mind, 

until

creation and us with it cease to know.

 

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Post Office

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Hank had his post office,

and I have my warehouse. 

Dismal places,

on graveyard shifts together,

a generation apart. 

We also both had San Pedro. 

We both got out. 

One of us dead,

the other dying. 

Because we all die a little,

every day. 

Some of us are just better at it

than others.

 

© Copyright 2016 William S. Friday

Je Suis Zombie

nano JE SUIS ZOMBIE 03 by sighchotick

 

I wish I wrote with

a pad and pencil

like the poets

who gargle with scotch

and espresso

wrapped in causes like

flags to be burned in

camera-ready protests

Fixing the world one

endless march of

rotting corpses

at a time

Insensate herd

well-meaning as

children selling cookies

door-to-door

while the enemy marches

and believes

does not matter what

Masses moving forward

in silence and

in darkness

where good corpses

fear to tread

 

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