Thursday, January 12, 2017

Kerri Shying R # 180 - Heat hate heat haters

Heat hate heat haters

bleary-eye dog  droops a head alongside me
 stupid o’clock not even birds are up   the yanks

uploading Dr Phil on youtube  bless their frozen
 hearts  we hear one solid bark  up the street no creature sleeps

my hound’s miserable visage
 the mask for  us who failed

 to sleep tossing over heat  this heat this
 guilt in our minds   an engine

 with a knock in it   we are going to have to pull over
 before the day’s end  for repairs


  1. the four first stanzas are great! (I'm less happy with the end)

    1. yes it does kind of jump - I will take that and put it in the retool basket - thanks Béatrice. I think I am mingling tones too much at times, not stopping at the end to reflect upon the piece as a whole. What do you think?


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