Mans cemetery

Lonesome men
Lounge in Alcatraz
Dragged up
Off their ass

Battered & crazy
Drugged up on Benzedrine
Screaming skeletons

Staggering to psychotherapy
Consciousness
Like a harlequin

Running its mouth
With no words
It’s all a pantomime

Conforming ourselves
Hopeless
Into cemeteries

(C)2016 March

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How men are made

Boys dropped out of school
Gloom broadcast on their faces
Old exuberance long gone
Weathered and worn

Stubbing cigarettes
Under ill-fitting shoes
Ducking from another punch
Milling about
Fists swung in anger

Another blow meticulously swayed
Newsboys dressed in flatcaps
& plaid
Another fight from hanging on
Around street corners too late

Suited up going to fathers funerals
Sunglasses to hide eyes ablaze
With fury and sadness
Cigarette butts stubbed out
Along with their secrets

And they’ll tell ‘em
That this is how men are made

(C) 2016 March

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Urban Lumberjack

I’m an urban lumberjack
Wielding an expresso
And an axe
Got a roll of smokes
Always share ‘em with my mate Jack
And he spoons ‘em off to our friend Mack

Jacks wife and I
Got that sexual tension
We do the dance
When we get the chance

Jack don’t mind
After all, I’m the one with the axe!

(C) 2016 March

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