Friday, June 28, 2024

Will I Even Recognize the Music by Merritt Waldon


Thoughts slide down the wall behind me
Slowly moving, drying to the wall

Sky percolates with rain
I take a piece of paper & wipe the thoughts off
The wall

Once dried they will be the perfect
Song for boredom sang by birds,
Television, traffic, & of course
Blown out thoughts

I now think of finding the page years from now

Will I even recognize the music





Merritt Waldon is Southern Indiana poet who has been published in Road Dawgz, Sun Poetic Times,
The Brooklyn Rail, Be About It Zine, River Dog #1, Sparring with Beatnik Ghosts, Americans & others anthology fourth edition, Crisis Chronicles, Cajun Mutt Press, Thye Rye Whiskey Review, and Fearless!.
At midnight Christmas night 2020, cajun mutt press released Oracles from a Strange Fire by Ron Whitehead & Merritt. He lives in Austin, Indiana.

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