Loose Words
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Loose Words

A Tirade

A Poem

Photo by Noah Buscher on Unsplash

The voices go on screaming
long after the hill
has fallen silent
Buried in the tides of agony
there launches yet another war
inside the head
But the time is still passing
but people are not stopping
the cars…the cars
Well, it’s a plague time
my dear
& they’ve slit the world’s throat
Still
the images that fly
that take on the negative space of the shelf
gape worry wonder
Another idolatry
goes for a new spin around the wheel
& the ethos…

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J.D. Harms

J.D. Harms

Former hairstylist, perpetual philosophy student, swallowed by poetry, writing, ideas