Day: January 2, 2020

Originals
vanish
one by one

Lost?
Destroyed?
Think: Four horsemen

What’s left?
Memory?
Replicas?

Suddenly, but
not all at once
valid copies

transcend in desirability
the original
masterpiece

They also
become
more sought after

Verified work
supersedes in worth
the authentic art of the masters

Hard to believe, but
that is the vogue
Values continue to escalate

Replicas
Of what used
to be precious

Are now categorized,
in the slang, as
to die for

Perception
alters
reality

Markets
take the
wrong turn

It happens
Beware the bubble
Search for the truth

Stanski
December 2, 2020 ^

Boxes of tissues
sitting there on
the kitchen table
as though proud

It is their season
and they are waiting
for the crowd to arrive
The wait won’t be long

People walk by
with smile or sneeze
then make way for those
with cough or wheeze

Tissues are plucked
Some with creams infused
so they won’t irritate
tender skin while being used

Sick and tired
nothing matters now
We try to heal, but
we don’t know how

Hospital bound, then
hospital gown
IV infusion
sad faced clown

We try to rest
no illusion
Slowly we mend
end the delusion

It is over, sort of
But we are not in clover
Hey, grab those tissues
Please pass them over

Stanski
January 2, 2020^

I received a call from a guy I knew
Well, what do you have to say
after all this time?

How did you get my number?
Well that’s my business he replied
What do you want?
Just wanted to see how you’re doing

I’m not doing very well, but
I want to tell you
I hold no grudge against you
and I forgive you
Also, you can keep that router
I never picked up and the nice wood, too

And by the way
Don’t call anymore

And one more thing
I never liked your Chihuahua

Stanski
January 1, 2020 ^

You look forward
Your look back
Two roads
Etcetera
Travel one
Travel it well

Stanski
January 1, 2020 ^