To Taste

poetry page one
I'm reporting what I see
poetic Clark Kent

Teddy Pendergrass
close the door and lights turned off
how prom night ended

heading the call and
we snuck out of Sunday School
parents in nine months

once was hard pasta
she cooked and turned me into
warm Chef Boyardee

she is a rainbow
Really loves the color blue
but ain't got the blues

they will all read this aloud
gun sounds
repeating rounds
mass bolting fr...

I had to wise up over the years

there was a question I had rolling around inside of ...

out of mind
out of sight
was what you said last night
as the light was tu...

bending low to the ground
aluminum dustpan in hand
brushing the last remnants of...

so I write
never asked for this cup to be passed to me

it's my turn to dr...