Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions selected from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
Jason Wright opened National Poetry Month for Stone Soup. The night also included a reading of Richard Spisak's play, which you should hear.
Read AI's lips because voice
I have to work on the rest of the month. I'll leave you with this week's pece.
Thanks for reading.
Hammering Jags
takes you out of experience.
Still don't trust her words.
Still nothing. Everything goes
globe-shaped. Again again.
Like yesterday morning's
everything bagel seeds in teeth,
past returns, slams your back.
Other fingers make you rash.
True alone won't ever happen
at Taco Bell. Stop apologizing
for losing. No more new thoughts
even in dreams. Wake up now.
Escape telling same old story
of losing everything once more.
Trade in new tale of what you
picked up from sidewalk today.
Stop stockpiling hearts of those
who listen. Pack newest used car.
Take a vacation from the dreary.
Moon leads to the sun somehow.
Special thanks to Richard Spisak, Bil Lewis, Edward S. Gault, Timothy Gager, Robert Fleming, Rusty Rose, Patricia Carragon, Jackie Chou, Jon Wesick and special feature Jason Wright.
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