Bad Poetry Tuesday Part II

A View to a Bill
by [REDACTED]

Red bricks and melted sand
You can see them repeat and repeat
From your melted sand portal
your window on the world.
GDP pumping and oozing out the pores.
Grass growing in your throat
Wretches grabbing at your toes
And fire licking at your back.

Bad Poetry Tuesday

Haiku after Don Delillo
by [REDACTED]

Wear your hair with pride.
I love what you do for me.
Toyota Camry.

Bad Poetry Monday

Reinvention
by [REDACTED]

Then the gods said to Jason
"What about kayaks?"

Bad Poetry Thursday

The Way the Water Moves
by [REDACTED]

So many pieces come together
To make even the most minute of changes
So many changes float and drift
Aimless so it seems
Until it isn't
Until the madness bursts forth into method.
These infinite pieces are here to destroy
To tear down and then rebuild in their own ineffable image
Patience is a virtue they possess above all others
And time is what they have in abundance.
Just wait
And then look again.
Everything you knew is gone.

Bad Poetry Tuesday

Handmade
by [REDACTED]

Eleven hardened nails are embedded in the wooden frame
A filigree sits atop the rail
Careful hands have carved these shapes
And careless hands have tossed them into piles
Try to get the takt time down.
Meet the customers' demands.