My Pet Peeve

 Pet Peeve

I once had an
Airedale named
Peeve.

(or she had a human named John).

she was a 
splendid pet 
I sometimes

called Steve.

forgiving me 
that tremor
of the

mind,

Peeve came 
whenever a friend 
i needed to

find.

she offered me, 
as all dogs must, 
unyielding loyalty,

bottomless love , 
and
unbreakable trust.
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A Wedding Dirge

A Wedding Dirge

Ezekiel connected dem dry bones,

Mr. Khashoggi? What a nice surprise.
What brings you to Istanbul?

What else? My love waits in Istanbul.
Now hear the word of the Lord.

Backbone connected to the shoulder bone,
Shoulder bone connected to the neck bone.

I need the required Marriage Document.
Now hear the word of the Lord.

Neck bone connected to the head bone,
Head bone connected to the arm bone.

Please come with us, Mr. Khashoggi.
Now hear the word of the Lord.

Hatice is waiting outside. She'll be worried.
Now hear the word of the Lord.

Arm bone connected to the wrist bone,
Wrist bone connected to the hand bone.

We insist, Mr. Khashoggi! You dare to write!
You overstep the bounds! You dare to criticize!

I write only of the truth. Is truth a crime?
Please. Our wedding is soon. Hatice. Hatice.

Hand bone connected to the finger bone,
Finger bone connected to the truth bone.

There is a dear price to pay, Mr. Khashoggi!
Now hear the word of the Lord.

I cannot breath! Please! I beg of you. Have mercy!
Now hear the word of the Lord.

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