The get
preach in a tone
hard as an old pair
of tweezers
against for-
getting
Angry poems
Angry poems — a collection of the best works on PoemShip.
Contention
present as a wren
ear to the scandal of another
goddamn day
o my book of war
is excellent reading
about our quest to be unquiet
Eviction notice
candle on a winter night
like a dead letter
I have nothing to say to it
whatever it must eat
the poor can give
no account of their own
cut out of the ground
only the city will get to be a place
The other half
we and the businessmen
we are not the same
no sober citizens
honor this city
this war this plague
this enemy among us
the infinite ink of a military
as dear as sleep
Ways and means
o to live on coal
and our own thin milk
foul weather in my belly
anger like a rot in my heart
Mind-forged manacles
what do I expect in a prisoner
but prison
that rage at life
that wilderness of use and abuse
without any wonder
only entertainment
Elimination round
shot by soldiers in a show of severity
a prisoner
the morning wren
the last falcon
we now destroy one another
like kings
infinitely displeased with
our promised life
Self quarantine
drum with a hole in it
having one opinion
as a great loser and builder
he knows it is unsafe
in the intricate thriving ruin
of his mind
Power trips
masters who turn
small performances into rage
begin to nest in it
sing behind it
write over it in blood
Vitrioholic
all morning bitter
and full of spit
I find my head
in the ground
and I hope it will come
to a good end
Common Sense
who is against prohibiting knives
to stab people with
or rubbish that hangs in the hedge
god knows we are sad
like an infinite love
carried into the country of distraction
Abusive
like using a rusting
oven for bread
I cannot answer otherwise
than in abuse
betray the words
the very eyes I ask
to just be quiet
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