Water on the Parking Lot

In a parking lot

West of town

Water falls

Straight down

Into the puddle

On the ground

Into the swells all around

In Plain Sight

Over the hedge

In plain view

What was stolen

Was witnessed by me

And you

No doubt cast

Over the shadow

Of memory

What happened in that

Moment in history

Will live forever

In infamy

Onion Opinions

Onion opinions

The popular trend

Begin again and again

With the same refrain

Said for days

A lazy sleep

Will wish me away

From the stinky options

Of spoiled onion breathe

Upon a delicate day

Casts shadows of death

Beyond the Nose

Beyond the nose

Of the dogs of democracy

Voluntary crazy

We have come to be

No sight

Or sound

Could bring us back together

Now

Where the differences divide

Has dug in quite far

Full of liquid melted tar

Beyond the nose

Will be more problems

Where our senses

Can’t go

Party Weight

When the good of the party

Outweighs the good of the country

What have we done

Me the creator

Me the enabler

I run from the words

That cast truth in

This day

It’s up to me

And you

Critic Stare

Critic stare

With certain vision

Free me now

From my own prison

Of words and defeat

Before I meet the road

I am supposed to be on

Renewal Mistakes

Renewal makes a difference

When you are all in

Cast out the doubts

But undoubtedly

Not perfection

Because mistakes

Are the way forward

Don’t overestimate

The destination

When the first step

Is forward