Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: Poetry

May 13, 2023

THE MUSIC THAT PLAYS IN MY HEAD

you listen to music,
you listen to a podcast,
you listen to the radio,
you listen to the voices in your head,
you go off the grid,
and the voices become more pronounced

May 11, 2023

FOOLS GOLD IN THE STRIPPER’S HAIR

fools gold braided into a stripper’s hair

to shimmer in the neon lights

that entice flies and moths and warbles

that circle the cosmos

looking for the right moment to strike,

or maybe a free lap dance

May 10, 2023

ARSON BLOCKS

there’s a guilt trip reigning in my head

while playing pokemon go in an abandoned parking lot

that holds memories of shoppers from xmas past,

as the building burns

and i may or may not be responsible