Unfiltered
I'm drinking again
cold water...
on the rocks
it comes up
from the tap
and I am afraid
every time
I raise that cup
O well water !
old timers say
Ahh...
all in nostalgic sigh
and stop every drip
though they add they
never paid for theirs
and collected rain
in barrels and pails
I feel guilty a bit
for my convenience
I check the municipal
color and bouquet
it's something
like pool tile at the Y
and its micron level is
just on the other side
of the legal nod...
This is my dependency
your codependency
our despondency
in a glass half full
we share it liberally
with our children
soon as we can
put it to their lips
and when they're
old enough to stand
with step stool and
turn that spigot
with chubby hand
they help themselves
to it whenever they can
because water is life
and life is good
and a little water
never kills you
it's just the lead
down the pipes...
messes with your blood
eats away at the brain
like a drug
EPA recommends
a filter and maybe
we'll afford one
one day...
or maybe the
elderly lady
upstairs will have
a word in and
the landlord will
have mercy
on her... and on us
but for now,
we drink and pray
and God bless it all,
ain't like we need AA
08.01.2024
"Dependency has been a thief at night." challenge @AJAY9979
Maxing My Credit
Your Honor,
seems
We showed up
on Time
Laying Down
I brought the Bail
Myself
Cause I know
There's no getting
Free Out
Like the
wrinkled Will
of the Forehead's
Knock
On Tick cover
of shredded
Concrete
Problems
in Shadow
Lined,
Conscience
Barred
in the Name
of the Almighty
Dollar
I
Co-sign,
Like a
Blank check,
that This
would Depend
maybe on That
or that That
would Depend
on This or
Some Other
Trick of mind
for Sleeping,
Fit...
Adequate
In Company
Any one of ten
I might Commit
Daily
against the
Twelve of Clock
or God forbid
Omit
in Tithing
and thus Offend
the Jury
of Public Opinion
for Not
Withholding
my Hand
or Keeping
my Tongue
or Greasing
a Squeal...
But your Honor
seems We showed up
Before Dawn
Wracking
my Brain,
and I can
say my Prayers
Honestly...
One more time
On the Other Side
How does the world look
from the opposite end
of the Hubble?
I imagine we all seem
extra small from so far off
in the Moon's shadow...
one step from Venus or Mars
depending on how
choosing to waylay
next year's summer...
White collar's not a crime
and I'd wear the sliver well
not at all like executive ruff
...still, back home the roost
clucks at the how-far-gone,
Out there another proud son!
my how the years have run
galactic for a tiny star...
used to be just one of us
feet light and in the dust
look at that face now held
in the clouds catching up
with 'L man Hubbard...
our ancestors planted spuds
and whose affects are singularly
coloring the rung of Saturn?
if not today then tomorrow...
Ah the aim at the universe
is broad
for those who dream
grab the launcher and take off
it was bound to happen
all the books since the Bible
Peter Pan and the Hobbit
were proofed with lead
and now we have autocorrect
and it is correct...
and that was a long time coming
All things it seems right themselves
it seems, about... more or less...
2024 AUG 15
