Poetry Blog by Jack Hopwaters Jr
When push comes to shove
shove goes to love
love has been long-lost, dead like a wingless dove.
Endless children licking lips spitting grits
of our foul flying friends.
What has granted you food?
"The universe" said the child.
My first thought was a singularity in poetry
why does it always have to me?
Feast please! I only ask you bring tyrants before you to their ...
Thursday 23rd February 2017 7:48 pm
Hazmatical has beens, false "planned this"
Stripped slick hu-man-iacs, like some fictional cartoon
The real yakko is right here.
Punch to push,
Push to crush,
Flush to nudge,
and stomp to dessecrate.
Th(e)is boot shal never end....
For we are animals at best, (it is our) design...ed(ucation) to desecrate holy nests
Erase books, Destroy the thesis,...
Thursday 9th February 2017 7:16 am
Adorable and employable
Observe, as my top lip curls,
exposed white-tip pearls.
divided, exaggerated notions, ideal motions, dividends on an emotional ever-growing emotional severance.
Ideas of a dead mans long-lost lust lure curve.
i have found home, at last, rest absorbs into this stale husk
Thus ensures a thousand year rest, at peace, at last.
The ability to cease.
Endless torrents, ...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:59 am
Gliding on my tip toes foraging through the streets at night
I'm just drifting trying to find some home
Find something damnit...
Don't seek and destroy again..
Leafs down the gutter
Thoughts flickering downard
A candle at its end.
Tuesday 31st January 2017 3:53 am