No, these aren't randomly created poems (that is another page). This is a random grab from a selection of poems, mostly by myself, but with some inclusions from other folks: friends who write; friends who used to write; writers who are obscure-but-meaningful-to-me; famous writers. One advantage of this format is that, when there are variations of a poem that I haven't settled upon, I can include them all and let people give me feedback as to what they think.
[may 23-4 1989]
"BUT..." he said with an easy
Grayness,
afforded to the small few
With their sleek cars
And their sleek haircuts
In their sleek homes
Sleeping with their sleek wives
Eating in their sleek kitchens
Headed to their sleek jobs
Over in their sleek offices
Driving over our discontent,
"But," he continued,
"we are not receiving at this time."
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