Greetings from Paradise
The whirring pneumatic drills,
Building up and taking apart.
The white noise of a hundred radios,
All tuned into different stations.
The wooshing of the air guns
Blow drying pumps and cases.
The yelling of the bosses to move faster,
Mixing in with the grumbling from co-workers.
Eyes glazing over
Like the morning's leftover coffee;
Wish you were here...
|About the author:|
Walter Beck is from Avon, IN. Red Ink Sludge, is his eighth poetry chapbook and the final part of his "work trilogy". Walter has spent the last ten years in the literary underground, earning praise and controversy for his brutally honest verse and often shocking live performances. He is dedicated to pushing the boundaries of what poetry is in today's world, performing at drag bars, street demonstrations, and before audiences of political revolutionaries. Outside of his work as a poet, he is a columnist for the upstart publication Omnibus Journal and the co-host of the weekly queer online radio show The Rainbow Asylum.
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