Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: abstract

pyramid scheme rule (a wicked ode to a wicked shape)

when i was in the third grade
and just learning how to m-ull-tee-pli
i told my classmates i
wanted to rule
rule
rule
the world, but only if the world was a triangle
and i could see all the angles
coming at me
at
all times times the square root of four
but no one ever thought to put down
their nuclear weapons to do the math
so that we could have a triangular world
that didn’t make me so damn dizzy,
like a merry-go-round
being operated by a felon named jed
missing a hand;
missed me, yet again

geometric horror show

abstract bodies piling up
in geometric dissolution,
while numbers calculate the dead
that will never return to their families,
and birds whistle songs
that don’t mean much to the worms
feasting on the carrion

the owl and cat

the owl shaves its head
so that it can join the bald cat,
as they laugh walking wing-in-paw down the alley,
wondering why the sky is so clear tonight