Roan Writes Poetry...

Tuesday, March 16, 2004

SOUL SALE I never understood why He put the playing card Over the can Of Schlitz sitting next to his shot. Years later it came to me. The precious amber volatile Alcohol was not to escape and wander On its way chaotically Becoming nothing Like seen breath in winter. The precious sting had to be... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, February 7, 2004

MISGUIDED I never should have told her why, Explained to her how it could be. That what she had was not enough, When she could never choose to fly. Copyright (c) 2004 Roan Innish. All rights reserved. Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 26, 2004

THE PROSTITUTE A man of God. “Hallelujah, praise God, ‘Say Amen!’” “Amen!” “Do you believe?” “Yes!” “If you BELIEVE, sinners, say, ‘Yes!’” “YES!” “Praise God.” He weeps the Word of God, shaking The Book In the air above his flock with a quivering voice. Perspiration glistening down his trembling... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 11, 2004

HARLEM QUEEN Born underprivileged. Black. Molested aware. No wonder she doesn't like niggers or men. "What's the difference?" she said. American Dream strangling. She is Okay, now... Sort of. She lives in The City like Robin Hood poaching Good for the abused, ready to Beat the shit Out of Wrong and... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 3, 2004

MASKS Faces facing faces. Looking. Posed from behind themselves. Looking at each other, Our porcelain Mardi Gras vizards Smile and show passion for us. Present us as we Think Others would like Us to be. Our skilled, frightened, insecure fingers Pull The marionette's strings "Have a nice day" ing for... Sign in to see full entry.

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