scar tissue wound tight
round a once-horrific site
forms the lumpy souvenir
of a medevac flight
shock-shivers in the night
the grim-faced docs
and a delirium of light
a bed-bound almost-end
and the lingering grin
of a traitorous friend
Reup: 38/365
🦹♀️Crime
An archive of poems about crime from the More Tomorrow series by Greg R Fishbone.
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carnal sin
imposed sans consent
or
the threatened end
of a dearest friend?
your illusory choice
provides no way to halt
your victim from feeling
their pain is their fault,
a moral bruise
imposed by your ruse,
two options regrettable,
each rendered credible
by your long-term abuseReup: 25/365
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lunchroom gossip, jealous stares
next season’s slap bracelets
on sale now at Claire’s!
the other trendsetters
already had theirs
but allowance day
was still ages away
so Meg grabbed the lot
ran for the exit like a dart
and of course she got caught—
her plan was a slapdash from the startReup: 12/365
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Keep your head down
on forays through town;
the light poles have eyes,
there are marketplace spies,
and scanners to breach
the most clever disguise.
I’ll loan you George Orwell,
through an applet on your cell,
and then when you’re done,
Fahrenheit 451
and some cyberpunk futures
to serve as your tutors
and keep you alert
while we’re all on the run.MMXXV: 314/365
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Joey Knuckles
kicked down the door,
Jackknife Johnnie
knocked the staff to the floor,
the Big Bad beamed,
his white suit gleamed,
surveying the panicked scene,
he screamed,
“Give them the business, boys!”
And oh, the noise!
And oh, the mess!
As goons transferred shares
of controlling interest.
Certified Carter
amended the charter,
Bobby the Hoard
assigned a new board,
and the Big Bad gave a bow:
“The business is your problem now!”MMXXV: 305/365
by
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Life on the streets
without a voice
as enforcement deploys:
“Unleash the boys!”
To be abject,
in retrospect,
was an uninspired choice.MMXXV: 229/365
by
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Batman has his cape and cowl,
but Dratman only needs a scowl.
He frowns at villains,
so disapproving,
and makes them quake
with guilty musings:
“Sorry for my misbehavior.
How can I earn back your favor?”
No gadgets.
No cave.
No sidekick to pay,
but Gotham’s crimes have gone away
and things are great here every day
now that Dratman’s come to stay.MMXXV: 214/365
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in 🦹♀️Crime -
“IN CASE OF FIRE, PULL.”
Tony knew one tug
would clear the school,
but today, something more,
a second pull-bar
never seen before:
“In case of a quiz
you meant to study for
but gee-whiz,
that marathon of Austin Elf
wasn’t gonna watch itself,
just pull me quick
and save yourself!”
His pinky finger barely fits,
but he inserts
and yanks
and…
MISCHIEF BLITZ!!!MMXXV: 213/365
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A blade goes slash,
a jugular splash,
across state lines,
a desperate dash
just steps ahead
of blue lights’ flash,
passport and ticket
from a hidden cache…
I may have done something rash.MMXXV: 165/365
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