Doug Draime


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Road Gnats

Not so the sun would
know the difference,
between flower &
weed at 105 degrees.
I make the
distinction for the
flaming planet


*


Often the steel dust
from the steel mills would
settle on the windows
so thick you couldn’t
see out. I only knew
this from inside
a neighbor’s apartment..
my aunt cleaned our
windows so clear each
day, you could see the
Allegheny mountains
in the distance


*


If the choosing
is yours
then the choice is
mine,
hopefully
ignoring
what we
chose.


*


“The core of this, how
does one get to the
core?” Einstein
bellowed, smashing his
clinched fist down
on the laboratory table,
sending the test tubes,
notebooks & microscope
flying.
It was the first time he’d
made contact.


*


Numb is the hand
into blackness
reaching for the
light out the
other side


*


The night is peaceful &
my heart soars. crickets
chant my name.


*


She: He only said it
        once
He:   Once? i thought you
        said it was 3 or
        4 times?
She: Well, maybe I
        did. did I? Well,
        it was just once,
        really. he just
        said it once.
He:  You obviously took it
        to heart.
She: What do you mean?
He:   You’re a living
         example!


*


The movement must have
an ending, though the
concert master is
jabbing at the wrong
scale, commanding
the sound of
wrong notes.

 

 

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