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June 24, 2016


Eventually you get that call.

FernGully‘s been hiding

Under the TV cabinet

For a month and now


You owe the video store

Life’s savings. Netflix

Made that go away, I 

suppose. But it also buried


The conversation that led

 To the renting. People lose

Touch with each other

In a virtual world,


And no amount

Of overdue humanity

can get that back. 






This is Poem #102 from the  Poem (almost) Everyday Project. Starting in mid-January 2016, I challenged myself to spend a year in which I’d wake most mornings and write a poem before my first cup of coffee. By the end of the year,  I had written 241 poems.  Here, I have published second drafts of  those pieces copied directly from my journal with minimal editing from their “vomit draft” state. 


This one’s for you, @cameronsparkyouellette – 102 ❤ 

The computer’s virtual

Realm is a vacuum;

It’s sucked up


The Main Street video

Store and conversations

With clerks regarding


New films, and comics,

And war. Stacks of

VHS tapes lining walls


And piled on the floor

And the way he knew

Just where to locate

Any obscure B-film

Title no matter


How close to the ceiling

Its rank. One day

We bought 8-tracks,


Cassettes, records. Then

CD’s – but each groove

was recommended by


The man behind the counter.

Yesterday, we made

A concerted effort


To buy actual music

Pressed into vinyl

For a needle to

Scrape and scratch

Over – no digital

remastering. No

Transfer to MP3


Or virtual this or

Virtual that.


And bumper stickers

Crying out against

The World Wide Web

Adorned a pole


Near the register.

Buy me. Attach

Me to your actual





This is Poem #4 from the Poem (almost) Everyday Project. These are second drafts of  pieces copied directly from my journal with minimal editing from their “vomit draft” state. Feel free to give useful critique.


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