Just above the thick weeds
Titus & Sons sign glimpsed
‘Junk’ pickup All Trash
Tag: free verse
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Drunk son on the phone
Demanding I co-sign his lease
Parenting Forever
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Boxes piled high
Hoarding Treasures from the Past
I try not to cry
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Torn yellow newspaper
Coats her bedroom window panes
Rusted AC leaks
As Rhonda, my neighbor waits
For the Sheriff’s to evict her
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Constant bickering
Makes the summer days longer
Marriage is seasonal
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I
Am Powerful
Precious and Holy
Not Alone
You
Are Powerful
Precious and Holy
Not Alone
We
Our Together
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to be understood
to understand
to belong
to hope
to dream
is success
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It started with
Phone Boxes
Robbing coins
Building skills
Graduating to safe
Cracking
He wanted more
To rob banks
To kidnap swells
He became the
“Shooting Fool”
Enforcer of Chicago
Bullets snapped
Danced
At his feet
Capone’s men tried
To tame him
Drucci paid Capone
With more than
A thousand bullets
The Hawthorn Hotel
Had never seen
Such blazing heat
“You SOB, I’ll get you,
I’ll wait on
Your doorstep
For You”
The cops put
4 shots
Into Drucci
At point blank
Range
That saved Capone
From “The Shooting
Fool”
Placed in a
$10,000 coffin with
$30,000 worth of
Flowers
A policeman
Murdered him but
We sure gave him
A grand funeral
More #true-crime poetry
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toilet piled in front
broken sink and garbage abounds
there goes the curb appeal
once again my neighbors spill out into the street leaving mess and mayhem behind
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grass grows grows grows
higher and higher each day
covering the corpses
Outlaw Poetry 