30 days
accomplished
(27)
The Holy Spirit Plays Acoustic
you
are
not
a
loud
speaker
you
do not
surround
with
sound
you
do not
buzz
or whir
or
glow faint green
upon
your activation
you
do not apply your
post-effects
or compressions
to
equalize unsought uniqueness
you
do not amplify yourself across a crowd
you
are a set of strings that's stretched along the solid frame
to
lend reverberation to the emptiness
you
listen to the warnings
that
you may yet be
drowned
out
and
you
play
softer
(28)
Catharsis
maybe
it is
bad
poetry
but
that is why
it
was expelled
(29)
Enveloped
In
the event of some untimely theft
of
all that you hold dear,
when
your protests are kept quiet by assailing fists
and
all your safety screens and double bolts
prove
their worth as pretty decorations,
when
the only escape from mourning is resignation
and
there is no warm hand to hold,
when
the world goes down your checklist
and
fulfills your every fear,
what's
left?
(30)
–30-- : Alternate Titles
(The titles of all my 30/30 poems, combined with thirty references-- some obscure, some obvious. Maybe these will inspire totally new poems?)
Thirty
Days Hath I Forgotten That I love You
Finally!
Iv'e Heard of all the Keys of Western Music
Escape
to M30
I
Quit Poetry in September
Apocalypse
of February 30th
I
Quit Poetry Again in June
You
are Loud and Angry as United States Senator
I
Tried to Quit Poetry Again in November
The
Thirty Years' War is too Much With Us
Windshield
Wipers on the Cars in the F-zero Franchise
The
Hush of the Sarsen Circle
A
Haiku for Sunday in 30 Seconds to Mars
All
I Wanted was a Pearl
Biking
Through Greece
How
we Fell from Texas to Arkansas
I
couldn't Trust Anyone over Thirty
Care
fell into Oregon from New Jersey
30-minute
Meals in the Oven
Paradoxical
Postcards from the Trial on Neptune
The
Fledgeling Flight of the Myth of Sissyphus
For
Amanda Rhea on her 13-Going-On-30th Birthday
Apocalypse
II: 30 Days of Night
I
Quit Poetry for Good in April
Talking
to the French Department Gard
Confessions
of 30 Pieces of Silver
Fears
in Tavistock Square
The
Holy Spirit Descends like an Acoustic Melody in the River
Catharsis
on 30 St. Mary Avenue
Enveloped
in Tricontagons
--30--
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