Soldiering On...(+2)

The dead never get to say goodbye,

as they charge across the line

Finality left to those who live,

still victimized by time

 

The dead never get to say hello,

a bust that’s now recast

Their sacrifice a milepost

—beyond the futurepast

 

(Valley Forge: January, 2021)

 

 

 

Hitchcockian

 

I’m actually tired of being myself…

can I be you for awhile

 

I hide from the mirror and monogrammed lies,

as I run from an image defiled

 

I thought I was safe and had made my escape,

when memory reminded again

 

“You can run, you can hide, your indenture unkeyed

—the chains locked secure in your head”

 

(The New Room: January, 2021)

 

 

 

 

Athletic Rape

 

What is a man, what is a woman…

solved by the stroke of a pen

 

The genders now mix, the game has been fixed

 —playing fields only pretend

 

(The New Room: January, 2021)