Shea's Lounge! New Poem!


Welcome back to Shea's Lounge.

Here's an old-time serious poem, commenting widely on the situation from my narrow perspective.


I remember

five years ago

riding my bike dwarfed

through downtown.

The machines at twilight

were building up

or destroying

a building

in yellow light

like a filmy movie

drinsed with piss.

Now no buildings

go up or down

sincerely in my city.

But my little life

goes on

in routine,

in safety,

as the debt of the state

eats headlines

and backward lifetimes,

and is set

for finality:

A race I'll lose

or die first.

--Dennis Shea

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