Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

Flashes Three

Edible mushrooms
with poisonous
twins

The forest
is full
of faces

“The fans in the stands
of the team that just lost
look like peed-upon plants”

For forty years
my feet were retarded—
shoes made them dumb

America
mistakes the marketplace
for the arena of dreams

*

The lust
that blinds you
to beauty

The birth
of birds
in nests

Can you grow a rose
from a broken branch?
Yes!

A bunch
of dopes posing
as heroes

Kept awake
by the bitter persuasion
of coffee

*

“If you’re so shy
you’ll just die
of hunger!”

Razzmatazz
Americans:
like leaky circuits

Zen:
another way
of saying Yes

“Oliver! It's Frank!
It’s only eleven!
God!"


Suddenly liking
all the people
on the train

*

The lantern eyes
in the swirling face
of a tiger cat

The sign on the front
of a rusty old bus
said SIMPLIFY

We live as if a disaster happened.
But it hasn’t touched us yet.
Not quite—right?

The Andrews Sisters
were the Yankee Dollar
they sang of

*

Driver
Remember
You’re rolling

Guitarist wisdom:
If you hit a bum note
—bend it!

Cynical thoughts:
let them breeze
through your mind




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