GROWLING

  The problem With growing up eating dog Is the strange guilt 30 some years later Petting you dog And your stomach Growls ©workingclassproduction.com

THE DOG TREMBLING

The dog trembled always Maybe separated too young Maybe feral and beaten one time too many one time too long left uncertain instincts all in riot a natural trust for people bruised and broken by experience ©workingclassproduction.com, 2014

ANATOMY OF DIVORCE

I wanted to She didn’t I did it anyways Now everything is in wreckage Picture frames knocked off walls The television kicked in All the mirrors broken Pictures in the sink burning She wanted to I didn’t She did it anyways Now everything is in wreckage Slapped face and a swollen lip Broken words that…

SNAFU

They brought him home From the womb Back to the WORLD Tossed loose into the CITY Confused battered senses Senseless So much to hear To see So many smells different people everywhere everything everyone Overwhelming Screaming Horns honking Blaring radios bass beats dropping Lights flashing Everyone everyone everyone talking talking talking When will it stop?…

GETTING RICH (a dogs story)

“One these days I’m gonna get rich from playing the lottery But for now I’m counting up my money One penny after another Put them all together now I got three dollar enough for 40oz amber bottle of pleasure and maybe a cheap cigar” he would holler chest stuck out full of Johnny Courage and…

BROWN HOODIE

Threadbare worn out brown hoodie With a hole in the sleeve Doing its best to comfort me As I sit here in the Lakewood morning dark Get the jump start On the morning Racing the Raising Sun to the Ocean ©workingclassproduction.com, 2014

CARTOONS

I was real young 6 maybe 7 Watching Hannah-Barbara cartoons It was after Thundar the Barbarian With his magical sun sword But before Captain Caveman Would come on You had the Super Friends All the DC heroes Right there On black and white TV I would mess With the rabbit ears And coat hanger Twist…

CANNING IN FARMINGTON

We would set out early After a hard breakfast of whatever was left From last night’s sacrifice Shoes strapped tight Socks pulled up high Ball caps pulled low School backpacks on our backs Trash bags in each hand Walking along the long country roads Watching the ditches for cans and bottles Once we saw a…

PROVOKE

Everyone wants Provocative Until they get Provoked. Once hurt feelings occur The social moral Hysterical Hypocrisy Inquisition Begins… Now the true dilemma Of provocation Begins it’s consumption To burn at the stake A free thought… Or to die daily In the bondage Of cowardice Till you’ve walked ten Miles in my skin You can’t begin…

HOMETOWN SPUN

Children Eyes hollowed out dark spots Absent of hope just hunger And The anger Smoldering Right there Beneath where The soul used to be Scraped raw Scarped raw and broken Like the bottom Of the dirty pipe scraped for one more hit of luck Mercy comes after the Learning of swinging lashing belts Fists full…