antipathy, uncaped:

antipathy, uncaped:

A Poem by h d e rushin




quiet as it's kept, I know what love feels like.
They debeaked the chickens to keep them from fighting on my grandfather's farm.
and

there is a slang for fallen women:  cyprian, meretrix, Ho. but without money
I befriended them instead. threw corn and malted grains to the chickens.

honestly, nothing you suspect will protect you. you will
either die in the bordel or scuffle with the depraved

on this hot earth.
  

© 2017 h d e rushin



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bonus points for use of "bordel" - - dual meaning, brothel and chaos.

This arrangement is unique and spectacular, love the elongated lines, so Whitmanesque. A thought that can go one forever, memory and philosophy. I can read poems like this forever.

thank you


Posted 3 Weeks Ago


h d e rushin

2 Weeks Ago

thank you G..sticking my head in here this morning. So glad you hear that your still writing my fri.. read more
The sad but true messages of an experienced human.
Raised to poetry. dana I salute your experience.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


h d e rushin

3 Weeks Ago

thank you dearest Ken.....welcome to the fall season my friend....dana
Debeaking chickens....I wonder if that actually stopped them from fighting. The comparison to fallen women is super....we have to be human and help each other. We have to reach out. There is always a message in your poetry, Dana. Lydi**

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


h d e rushin

3 Weeks Ago

thank you so much dearest Lydia........happy Autumn....dana

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h d e rushin
h d e rushin

detroit, MI



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