Immortality

Immortality

By Brandon Palzkill

My words,

all too often

unheard.

Not said;

written down to

be read.

Linger

on long after

I’m gone.

Childhood

Childhood

By Brandon Palzkill

Lazy

Hazy

Fizzy

Dizzy

Loafing ‘neath a lazy, hazy sun

Making me some fizzy, dizzy fun

Last Call

Last Call

By Brandon Palzkill

Waiting…

            Waiting…

Ticking seconds become minutes…

Waiting…

            Waiting…

It’s been too long, it needs to stop…

Waiting…

            Waiting…      

I’m tired and this day’s dragged on...

Waiting…

            Waiting…

Hurry it up and go away…

Waiting…

            Waiting…

Ten minutes, passed; twenty minutes…

Waiting…

            Waiting…

Knock it the hell off, already…

Waiting…

            Waiting…

About damn time, you rat bastard…

Done waiting…

            Going home.

Snow Days

Snow Days

By Brandon Palzkill               

Soupy drizzle

settles on my windshield;

snowing again.

Viva la Revolucion!!!

Viva La Revolucion!!!

By Brandon Palzkill

Type the url,

no access;

lost to the digital ether

behind a wall

of bureaucratic bullshit.

Politicos would drop

a cyber-nuke

to kill a virtual fly,

and throw

our first-amendment

freedom-voices

on a hasty funeral pyre

to memorialize

the death of democracy.

I refuse to let

some political prostitute

throw up their

unconstitutional

no-trespassing signs

in the way of my

virtual walkabout,

as I strike out into

the global village,

a man in search

of abundant knowledge.

E pluribus unum;

one of many angry voices,

crying out

to stop the injustice,

and halt the insanity;

remind them where we are

and refuse to let

our words be silenced.

We, the people,

have the power…

let us make it known.