Acid Trip, Age 14, Fool & Player - Poem

African American Review, Summer, 2002 by Bob Slaymaker

Acid Trip, Age 14

Growling green grass
grabs at my sneakers.

Roaring morning ocean
pummels my eardrums.

Friends fence me in,
cushion my hallucinations,
keep me out of harm's way.

Fool

You are
no reflection

and all
forward movement.

Player

Like lightning,
he never strikes
the same house twice.

Bob Slaymaker's poems and short stories have appeared in Callaloo, The Christian Science Monitor, Essence, New York Quarterly, The North American Review, Poetry Ireland Review, River Styx, The Texas Observer, and The US Latino Review. He teaches private writing workshops in New York City, and has a website at bobslaymaker.com.

COPYRIGHT 2002 African American Review
COPYRIGHT 2002 Gale Group

 

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