Just a moment

If you would—

Never dread the dedications

Just a moment for a lifetime

Bubble “D” for destiny—

All suits and servility,

Master of the masterless

Hordes your own deception

Initial here to sign

This life into the hands

Of an angry world.

Not to worry—

You weren’t using it.

* For The Thursday Poets Rally, Week 33.

Cubicle Insanity

Such simple cloth can choke

like knotted noose–

half-windsor if you please–

atop the seamless folds,

a wet blanket beaten

by the daily in-voice–

if all the world is held within

these three most bitter walls,

slow insanity

beating a briefcase against the wall.