Three Poems

REBORN

The view from your house
Is terrific, from either side of the window.

I told you once I wanted to be reborn
As a plant on a hill near Muir Beach
Dedicated to whatever comes by.

Since I almost died
Such a thought distracts me
From being here.

Strive to come back.

(for Norman Fischer)

A POEM FROM JAMES KOLLER

When you walk down the path to your house
You’ll hear a crow caw
You’ll see me
When you think about a wolf
You’ll see me
Wearing that hat you though was too much
It wasn’t too much
You will look at the red flower growing
Out of green plants at the base of the well
You’ll see me
When the flock of small black birds
Warps the air around tree branches
And launches into a swarming cloud of chattering grey dust
You’ll see me
I am dead
I am not invisible.

A VOICE CAME TO ME

A voice came to me in the night and said
I am the voice of Donald Trump’s penis
I am the biggest penis in the room
You shall have no other penis before thee
You can look at me in awe
I am the source of alternate facts
I will bring forth the children of America
Those who suffer from the oppression of diversity
Those who cannot abide by accusations of selfishness
Those who feel inadequately armed
Those who turn to fentanyl to ease their pain
I will turn the television on
I will enumerate the enemies that surround us
Our enemies will pay us to hate them
Our enemies shake before my size
I am the voice of Donald Trump’s penis
And you are the eye that watches the television
You are the finger that taps on the phone
You are the ear that listens to my throbbing rage
And feels good
With one hand on the wheel of your SUV
And the other hand on the Dow Jones average in your pants
I am the voice of the penis that never loses
And you cannot even go to sleep
Without hearing my name
You cannot imagine the world before you saw me in person
Holding a bar chart of the terrible truth
Or on TV
Holding a piece of paper graced with my signature
How can a penis hold a piece of paper, you ask
And the answer is, I can do anything in Times of Emergency
I am the penis of Emergency
I am surrounded by the hair of troops that enforce my powerful
appearance
No, this is not an appearance, this is my real size
You have never seen anything until you see the size of Donald
Trump’s penis
And if you say you have seen anything larger than this
I will call you a loser,
I will fire you,
I will burn your family and scatter their ashes
Get out of my way
I am the voice of the penis of Emergency and you
Who were once a person are now
Only an ear that will vibrate when I speak