This grave morning
Wires cut the bottom
Of my mouth, tongue
Rasping into silence
Another look at unreality
Suppose you cut my
Mouth with scissors, razor
Bones, jagged with points
Broken into soft flest
Cannot lift tongue with muscle
Torn into little pieces, no
This is real, you cannot
Feel, yes I can in double
Heat, fastening wires
Into knives that cut me
Accros arthritic jaw, you
Cannot see dark crevices
Mouth wide, there is nothing
Short of sin, divides my mind
Short of loose skin, torn pieces
Into nothing then as I hold still
Return of razor edge, blanket
Of knives, sting of bees into flesh
You cannot feel, I can, daily
Sometimes whole neck
Week after week after weak
In flames, arthritis standing
I can feel spinal cord
Compression, demanding
More, and more, more, and more.
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I was a University and community college instructor before retiring. I also worked in fast food restaurants, and retail stores. I am an ordinary man writing for because I want to write and because my education prepared me to write; BA English lit, MA English, EdS higher education, and MFA creative writing, free verse poetry and essays. Blogs are an answer to high-priced self-publishing. Walt Whitman had to self-publish his first 1000 copies of the 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass because in 1855 poetry did not sell. Most poets make a living in other ways than writing. Wallace Stevens was an insurance executive, and TS Eliot was a banker. Many writers teach, and always there have been writers who have written because they needed to express their thoughts and feelings. They wrote not necessarily to make money but to express "the old universal truths of the human heart" according to Faulkner. Here I reach a wider audience I missed than by self-publishing, and I stand a better chance to reach a wider audience for less expense than self-publishing. I self-published my first books, Winter from Spring, and Meditations on Gratitude; poetry and photo books which were easier to self-publish than to seek a not to seek a publisher company. This blog allows me to write for an interested audience because I write poetry and personal essays. I write for a friendly audience and present to you a slice of my writing. Perhaps you will enjoy what you read.
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