The death of poetry

The death of poetry

by dan ankers

I forgive you for all the shit you put me through

and in the end I would highly recommend you to someone new

that was all in the past

though it felt like my world was shards of broken glass

at that time

They say distance makes the heart grow fonder

but your lack of presence in my life has made you blonder

and your brother

and your friends

and your mother…

I hope all of them are doing fine

We were never meant to be

When we first kissed at the beach

and

It would have been a wonderful story

a classic case of vacation glory

but that story didn’t end

it carried on

And when you place two folks in a box

and when you fasten it with locks

sometimes the thing you get just makes you die

and you’re never quite the same

as when you learned that pretty name

and it’s awful

who’s to blame for wasted time

Armageddon is Eventual, because I say so

Armageddon is Eventual, because I say so

by dan ankers

Who cares if there is a god

Who cares if there is an afterlife

Who cares?

Babies are dying every day for no reason

Do you think that is right?

Do you believe that your god cares about the details?

What if all the rigamarole is just a test

and the portent of Armageddon

is one of the rest?

Maybe your perceptions of what is right and wrong

came from the mouths of men?

And the obvious nature of the truth

needs to be seen through the eyes of a universal view.

Pull back

Yes

Pull Back and Look

57th childhood

57th childhood

by dan ankers

This is me.

Taking things seriously, for once, because I want to do things MY WAY. I Started feeling silly out of remorse.

My way as we exit the highway

briefly shows you how wonderful you can be

just trust me

it’s okay

Name’s Rusty

and so we were powering along

acquiring many new friends

but that’s not the end of this tale

No one here knows anything at all

We’re just brains, Stewing in the air

ALERT

and

searching for some clarity

oh what an elemental rarity!

Between us lies distant

Yet reminiscent patterns of almost  computer like

despairity

we act talk and think

take a drink

from the fountain of

profanity

and now it seems you want a fantasy?

Well, I can see that you and me are gonna have a lot in common

I  come from sWanKy London

via NeW JeRseY

to see and be with you

but let’s GET REAL

Cause it’s the real Deal

Out HERE

Where you can moooove

and the fog parts for you even once in awhile

Just stay with us

and you will live in

STYLE

Disappearance

Disappearance

by dan ankers

The sweltering heat left behind in my rearview mirror

apparitions of yesterday

rising up from the streets

Gremlins untold If I’d cared to remember them

one after the other

like a funeral procession

And my mind couldn’t be asked to perform such a task as that

for whatever mind was

it was limited solely to driving

Away from all

away from her

away from you

away from me, even

and

Most importantly of all

I was running from time

For time had amassed a credit to me which I could now receive

and be paid in full