Posthumous
copyright 2025 by Michael Walker
I don’t want to
Drink
Or goosestep
To the
Morning
I don’t want to
Chase
White whales
Or investigate
Ball
Lighting
I just want to
Lie in your arms
In the slow
Dream
Hours
Talk to your
Heart
That is all I
Ever
Really
Want…
Writer’s Block
copyright 2025 by Michael Walker
You used to hold me
Now, nothing holds
I am Samuel Taylor Coleridge dry
Drowning in drink
Pacing this zoo of a room
Howling at the simple moon
Selling all my old detritus
Off to the Rejection Store…
