Tuesday, January 31, 2017

The Machine

cello buskers
ukuleles
pussy hats and poetry
with lovely lack of discipline
the choir
sings

dialing drunk-
America?
leave your message at the beep
nasty nasty women
on fire

burning
the machine that swallows protest

For The Tuesday Platform at Real Toads

13 comments:

grapeling said...

thank you ~

brudberg said...

More more nasty women... more.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

This is totally kick-ass!!!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

Right on.

wkkortas said...

Artfully expressed in the face of Crane's thousand tongues, only one of which spoke truth yet remained mute.

Magaly Guerrero said...

Nasty women on fire... and fired for being. I never thought that one could be proud of being "nasty". But, hey, times change...

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

amen!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Every word of protest against any unrighteous regime is a word well-spoken.

Fireblossom said...

Nassssteee!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I love it.

Rommy said...

Yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaas! Oh I 100% am with the sentiment behind this poem.

Susie Clevenger said...

Nasty women getting loud... President Snow (Hunger Games keeps playing in my head) has got women sharpening their claws.

said...

I'd like the politics removed from poetry and the sensuality amped up. Loved the opening of this.