Author: 67steffen
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The Memory Museum Closes
Breaking News: The memory museum is closed on Mondays And to eliminate confusion every day is now Monday But a new exhibition is planned soon To accommodate the thirst for the past And to quell the uproar over How we’d like to see things On CNN and Fox News. Meanwhile the debate over Mondays Will […]
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Party Talk
In a crowded room I asked her to tell me about herself. Got the first edition off the shelf, Pages and pages from her Dark Ages. I had a story to share But she said she had to use the facilities, So I was left alone With her dark nights And shards of glass. She […]
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Found On The Beach
The corroded motel key, wrapped in kelp, Is a gift of titillating love from the imagination. Too much on the beach is trash. Cigarettes, jagged glass and excrement to name a few, shamefully discarded Along with spent marine life serenaded by flies. Once misplaced, or, tossed in anger, This key now rests in my museum […]
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Dead as a Doornail
Living in extreme heat–it was 117 yesterday–is a good reason to be inside which, in itself, can be dangerous. Today I reached the Genuis Level in Spelling Bee, a New York Times puzzle where the goal is make as many “acceptable” words as possible with at least four letters from a total of seven different […]
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Wild Turkeys in the Sacramento Oven
It was 104 yesterday afternoon when I saw wild turkeys on a neighbor’s lawn. The high today is forecasted to be 112. In a metropolitan area of one million, how can these turkeys survive? In this extreme heat dogs, cats and people are inside, leaving the lawns to the gobblers.
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Gunfire
It’s past time for a rhyme When the hands of a clock Are stopped by a Glock In classrooms and churches And the shopping mall, Shots fired, people killed For no reason at all. Speechmakers have worn themselves out, Their words have little weight We already know the score by heart, We already fear our […]
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Full Moon Shrine (revised)
In the 1970s I was always driving a VW Bug in need of work. One time on Route 66 in the dead of night somewhere in New Mexico I looked in the rear-view mirror expecting the lights of a semi, Instead, a bright glow filled that tiny piece of glass. Pulled to the side of […]
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Full Moon
I was driving a VW Bug in need of work on Route 66 Somewhere in New Mexico in the dead of night When I looked in the rear view mirror to see if a semi- tractor-trailer might pass me— When one did, it shook the car so I had to hang on tight to the […]
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