Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: Poetry

June 26, 2023

MUSICAL HEART ATTACK

harmony suffering wicked ballads
made of plastic and dumped
into a system that’s unsustainable
as a matter of opinion
as a matter of fact
as a matter of a heart attack

June 25, 2023

THESE ARE NOT THE DROIDS YOU ARE LOOKING FOR//BUT THEY KINDA ARE

there are droids after me,
i see them when i look over my shoulder,
they are coming for me,
i know it,
i am sure of it,
but as to what their intentions and meaning are,
that,
i could not answer

June 24, 2023

MELODY FEED

cut into pieces and fed to a melody
that doesn’t sound so pleasant going down
as it did coming up,
but such is the rhapsody of being fed
to cannibalistic music
wrapped up in its own twisted chords