September 2016
I'm almost 70 and still working because I lived a reckless life beginning in the Sixties. I've lived all over the USA and done everything from stand-up and radio to factory work. I have a lovely sixteen year old daughter who I try to help along the way with my second ex who lives close by. My poetry has appeared online and in print.
The Appointment
A packed waiting room,
each awaiting tests, minds
awhirl with debates
between life and death,
resignation nestled in
the eyes and slumped
shoulders. A nurse enters
and calls the name of
the next pilgrim headed
to a foreign land. Outside
a summer sun plays with trees,
still lighting the world.
Two Days
What is it you want
jammed there between
2 eighteen-wheelers
moving like snails
down the Long
Island Expressway?
Before you can figure
it, though, the crawl
stops dead in its tracts,
miles of steel stuck
in the July burn,
engines shaking,
everyone sitting,
squirming in the
sudden paralysis,
angry, worried
if one day it won’t
move again, when
gridlock becomes
permanent, the day
it all stops for good
and you get out
of the car and start
walking, full of fear,
a zombie among zombies,
trying to remember
the way home, finally,
knowing the line has
been crossed and there’s
no going back. What
will you want then?
©2016 Paul Lojeski
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