Much Disregarded

Much Disregarded folly robin
by Rickey Rivers Jr.

Depressing news, normalized.

Can’t get away from, running like water in the brain, night thoughts.

They run up the bill.

Ironically I can’t pay them mind only attention.

Sleep service is different from lip but leave a tip in my jar please.

Help me with relief in form of speech and not pills.

Trouble in the world, we hurl so much at each other.

Hatred is a constant thing.

As are the birds who sing of human folly.

We don’t listen to anything past chirps.


Rickey Rivers Jr. was born and raised in Alabama. He is a writer and cancer survivor. His work has appeared in Picaroon Poetry, Back Patio Press, Marias at Sampaguitas, Crepe & Penn (among other publications). Follow him on Twitter @storiesyoumight or his website https://storiesyoumightlike.wordpress.com/. His third mini collection of 3×3 poems is available now: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07VDH6XG5.

(And don’t disregard Rickey’s poem Eyes on the Sun from our October 7, 2019 Weekly. – Elephants Never)

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