Fred Aiken Writing

Tag: Poetry

January 8, 2024

the story i forgot to write//finish

i wrote a story,
but never finished,
and though that might sound like a metaphor for my life,
i can assure you that it is not,
because that story, my story, well,
it will end,
most definitely,
definitively

January 6, 2024

ice teeth

i ate a piece of ice by accident,
but it felt pretty cool,
though that was a dumb joke that i told my nephew
so he might think i’m cool,
but i don’t think it worked

January 5, 2024

house on top of a club

there’s a house that seems to have been built
on top of a comedy club that burned down
some 30 odd years ago, because all the laughter
disappears in that house over there,
but that’s only if you look at its shadow,
which doesn’t seem to be well defined