April 2024
Author's Note: Here is a short reaction poem to the continual barrage of news. I wrote it in January 2018, but it seems it applies equally to April 2024, taxes being just part of the equation.
how about
four days into the year
already feels like forty
filled with "how abouts"
how about
that deep freeze in the east
the shaking out in berkeley
things burning by los angeles
taxes and insurance spiraling up
how about i stop there
before my hope starts to
droop like a tree in a nor'easter blizzard
rattle like an earthquake underfoot
scorch like a burger too long on the grill
rise like a blimp, just to crash in flames
how about
a walk by the water
hike up a green hill
drive through the delta
pepperoni pizza
how about that?
©2024 j.lewis
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