Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Skid Row, his Ganges

This place
a pyre without a procession

Fire engines wail
along its holy banks

Human dogs skulk, skinny

A drunk lies unconscious
spread like Jesus

On a filthy cot

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wow westie, i've really been enjoying your work. very hip.

hey thanks!

~w

great graphic images! It does seem unfinished somehow like there is more to come (isn't there always?) i would love to see you expound upon this for i want more porridge please...

thanks, sooZen. my inspiration is usually of short bursts.

i don't know that i could ever write a lengthy poetry. my thought processes are wired differently now from years of crisis and issues management, social marketing, propaganda writing, public relations and other forms of mass communications. i think, resolve and move on in rapid fashion.

certainly something to try a new challenge. thank you for the thought.

~westcoast

I should talk...except for my prose i am basically a haijin and how short can you get? Hah.

i guess i liked this so much, like a good movie, i didn't want it to end.