Richard II

They don’t all float down here, as his mantra would have you believe. Some wrap themselves intentionally, in the dispirited darkness; fighting natures buoyancy that would raise them toward the light. He thrived on being the outcast, for he knew not how to fit; emitted false illusion, so as to sway opinion and perceptions. ButContinue reading “Richard II”

The Hyena

It wasn’t his Voice Finally found After fifty years Of living Dead It was his Imitation skills Finely tuned Honed Down pat Poetry, prose Letters and Madness No original Thought Merely mimicking Bukowski’s style The scruples Morals By which he Lives his Life Memorized passages Dog-eared Pages Following A script Assuming a Personal role WorseContinue reading “The Hyena”