Powerslide

Sometimes you wonder
Sometimes when they ask you
Sometimes when they say
Sometimes you just want

Across the street a kid is on his scooter
He is using the neighbor's driveway
To pull a keen powerslide

Sometimes you think
Sometimes you hope
Sometimes you powerslide

And then it drops, if you want to learn
To powerslide, I would recommend
That you find a brand-new road

This kind of concrete here is fine
But don't be going too slow
You want to go a nice
Medium speed

Sometimes

Haze

You know it is deadly,
Composed of gasoline
Burned and unburned;
Passed through a
Catalyst
Unconverted.
(You know it is.)

You know that when you breath
It burns the back of your throat,
Like an unfiltered
Cigarette.

You know all this,
But still it is beautiful
As it splays headlights
Into beams of unholy light;
As it twists around street lamps
Landing gently on the cold
Blacktop,
Smoothing the world with a
Cold, unclean hand.

Obit 4: loving big sister

You know it is easy

Easy to mock the 

Grieving

So much overwrought

So much sickly-sweet 

Flowers 

 

You even spell

Overwrought 

Wrong

Big sister

Big sister overwrought

That's wrong.

Wrong glue

Wrong

Obit 3: Grace

Grace, all you have is your school history
That's a life, of course, but the details are lost
In the spaces between the paragraphs about
Nothing

You moved a love
We'll leave it at that
You loved a move,
Like we all do

Grace, Grace, Grace

I would have

Obit 2: Many callings

Peacefully surrounded
She passed
Her loving family
At their home

Married of that year

Solemnized

Solemnized

Solemnized

That year

Many callings
And loved serving
Others

Many callings

Solemnized

She retired

Auto Parts

Many friends

Solemnized

Husband

LOVE OF HIS LIFE

Husband

Solemnized

Obit 1: For many years

He worked
He worked at proving
He worked at the proving ground

For many years
His favorite job was being

a

Cowboy
A Cowboy in charge
A Cowboy of the wild horse

Friends
Family
Hunting, camping, and spending

Time

Family
Friends

Survived

A graveside

a

We Sleep Until Noon In the Day

It was an age of marvels
Sprawling in Philadelphia
The city of Brotherly love

Hundreds of machines, run
Simultaneously

The American invents
It it genius

Transcend
An inventor needs an enemy

Overcome
His kaleidoscopic mind