Guest Poem by Timothy G Makowski

Ha ok I will

subject

Where?
When?
When?

Now? Is it now?
Now now, there there.
Hold close to dog

Waste of often intake,
Left hungry. Correspondence

fire up the radio

My whole life lately
Has been like the end
Of 'A Light in August'

from bird to lamb

It feels good to spend money
It feels good to spend nothing

something different

Hey well well I think we should not wait
Longing for another thing, one more

you know you have

Done your best

it's important to put it out there

Knowing what you want
Wanting very developed

churned thick

Waste of nothing
Waits
Wants leaving be

some other time

Guru will rule you

mutual feeling

Toes underfoot

concept

Neighbor Love

white blue

Cinnamon in black coffee be memorial breeze
Of places I've lived the gold of living placeless
And the lives interweaving me in me then, now

I want to live

Hey! Stop.
You know. Never
Do you mind of inspect

power sanding carpeted flooring

You Can Do Anyhing You Want To Do
if You Do What You Don't Want To Do

truth

there is no need

Soon

New day
Not yet

Lakeview August

The children are playing redemption games in the warm light of the street lights and fancy fixtured warm light lights

Their parents and grand parents join in and the cries excitement and laughter overlay with the hum of bugs, fireflies

Put it in your hands

We are right.
You are right.

We are all right.

Ditto

political ideas of a
poetics of politics

Here we go

Show the flow