the poetry knook :: the poetry of stephen m. james :: indianapolis, indiana » kitchens https://www.tpkpoetry.com the poetry of stephen m. james Fri, 28 Mar 2014 01:04:39 +0000 en-US hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.8.3 Afternoon Musing https://www.tpkpoetry.com/poetry/afternoon-musing/ https://www.tpkpoetry.com/poetry/afternoon-musing/#comments Mon, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000 Cicadas laugh
while God moves furniture upstairs–
the rain cometh
and the grass remains un-mowed.
Light of noon woke this boxer-clad vagrant,
no breakfast–lunch at three after
watching Flynt advocate free speech;
sickened by market images,
will I be another stylist?
hiding cooks and dishwashers in kitchens,
waitresses in front, fronting for the bottom line
of living: “I just work here”–
jaded by day to day cataclysms.
Yeah, and I just survive here on this rock.

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