P.O.V. (a poem)

Sometimes… It’s hard to believe what we see when premeditation is in control calculated in its execution documented for posterity At first, it looks false (How could anybody not be noticing this?) but then we recognize the setting and know what comes next Still, it’s a shock it’s a surprise As the scene plays out [...]

We do secret things (#3) (a poem)

While I was at the bookstore today, the phrase We do secret things caught my eye. I don’t remember where I saw it, but when I got home, I wrote four different poems using We do secret things as the title, of which this is the third. We do secret things in plain sight so no [...]