I pull the covers up tight, Scrunching down into the fabric, Forcing my eyes closed, Praying he passes me by. It would be unbelievable good luck, If he ignored me tonight, Or any night for that matter, And a boy can dream, can’t he? Inside the depths of my soul though, I know that I… Read More I Pull Up the Covers

The full moon rises above the headstones, The restless, lost begin to stir. The ground shimmies as they struggle to rise, Desiring to walk the earth again. Each month the beams call to them, But the night ends before they reach the top. Occasionally a hand breaks through the soil, But the looming sunrise forces… Read More The Full Moon

The BloodThe Blood beckons to me,It’s enticing red hue calls my name.The expected copper taste,Awakens my appetite.I pull her close,Nestling my face against her neck.In the smoothness of her neck,The large vein dances near my lips.I let the tip of my tongue,Briefly touch the vein,To feel its pulse.I moan in rapture.My mind lapses,Thinking of where… Read More The Blood

Refused red rinds, Refreshed ribbon rules, Roasted retching reporters, Reduced repeating roles, Relaxed redundantly regrettably! Roy Richard May 2023

You Stand in The PulpitYou stand in the pulpit,Shoulders back, chest puffed out,As if an animal seeking to impress a mate,Accusations flying along with the spittle from your mouth.You make vague references to a promise of love,Yet only judgment and damnation are heard.You bastardize a Gospel of love and acceptance,In order to humiliate your flock.Christ… Read More You Stand in The Pulpit

In 2021 Mary Barah made bank,29.1 million dollars in compensation.But the ‘rats’ on the line?They averaged $134,000 dollars,That’s 217 times more.Who is worth that kind of money?How can she justify accepting that?GM was built on the backs of the ‘rats’,Not her fancy degrees.Each contract year GM cries foul,Claim they struggle to turn a profit,Want cuts… Read More Mary Barah

He went for smokes, He never came back. At first, they were concerned, But no one was harmed. After a few weeks, Plus, maybe a couple of days, In was like he never existed. No harm, no foul, just freedom. Roy Richard March 2023

Prejudice: an irrational attitude of hostility directed against an individual, a group, a race, or their supposed characteristics.Prejudice is all around us,It has not left our presence,It still rears its ugly head,In our world todayYou’re black,You’re brownYou’re yellow,Get out of here.You’re a female,You’re a trans,You’re a handicap,I have no time for you.You’re different,Not the same,My… Read More Prejudice

The GM brass were in a heated debate,Seemingly overnight the auto became a way of lifeSales are doubling, profits are through the roof.But there isn’t enough workers to cover the line.“Anyone know where we can get some labor?”Someone from Missouri raised their hand,“I know some old cotton pickers that might”A plan was laid, a bus… Read More Wanted: Hicks and Hillbillys

Hey Mister Sloan, Give me a break, I’m doing the best I can. The smoke from your welders, Its corrupting my lungs, Each breath is more of a struggle. The thunder of your presses, It’s making me deaf, My wife has to shout! I can only count to eight, Using my fingers, That missing machine… Read More Hey Mister Sloan