Category Archives: Poetry

Fiscal Entropyby Martin L. Shoemaker spare change finds escape:follows non-euclideanpaths to somewhen else

crunch (a dragon’s lament)by Martin L. Shoemaker crunchgnawing on old bones thatcrunch darkbut I won’t sleep becauseI always creep in thedark slimedrips from my scales as theautumn moon pales and thepoor quarry flails in theslime ducks!that’s what I dine on … Continue reading →

by Martin L. Shoemaker (with apologies to Hughes Mearns) Yesterday, to my despair,I met a bug that wasn’t thereIt wasn’t there again todayThe boss says, “Fix it anyway…” When I knocked off last night at threeThe bug was nowhere I … Continue reading →