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

Flashes Nine

Yes
I am
a dream

Maybe the best you can do
is to spread some good
cheer

God
is
consequence

*

High-hat lips
above the drum
of his jaw

A news of
exceptions
paints a false world

The mind
leaps
at disasters

*

Hating America
is just so
American

Doing the dishes
=
dealing with truth

Mirrored
by my shadow
in the sun

*

Title for a treatise:
On The Nature Of Capital,
Or, Every Man His Own Pimp


How easily
we forget
fundamental things

Our song:
be strong
and play along




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