Deconstruction

Deconstruction

1 watched a feather dancing on the air
that otherwise was quite invisible
for 1 could neither see nor feel nor hear
the slightest movement of the atmosphere
and freely thought of this in my mind's eye
both a puppet moved by unseen wires
and a ghostly spirit in the ether
and many other contradictory things
prescribed to me by language and society;
but never as what it was just like
which most of us have hidden from our sight sight:
now we have all been cast adrift by capitalists
who deny shared feelings and fraternity,
we fail to see the alienation of our humanity.

Peter Keeble

Diction

Diction

The horrible chocolate lashes my tongue
A diction too far.
Flags outside point skyward,
dithering hems print sound waves
across the Western Ave.
A coffee cup, filled with sugar, milk and truth,
writes rings in an honest saucer.
Cigarette smoke lurks,
its subconscious laid down
on the flaws of youth.
Nicotining taste buds from memory
Begging on its knees
To take me back
into the fold of smokers
by the front door,
their minimalist fire brigade
burning up the carnival
of a frozen spring.

Jerry Pike