Michael Butorovich
Go With the Wind Crow, Bring Me Good News
The Sun spits in my face While the crows stalk The wire and follow me Up the street hungry For my shadow. I'd feel better with a
Michael ButorovichPublished about a month ago in Poets
I Don't Even Have a Title For This
.I DON'T EVEN HAVE A TITLE FOR THIS. There are those who I know Who would say my writing Is really good. Even great. But one is their own worse
Michael ButorovichPublished 2 months ago in Poets
Alive Alone * Alone Alive
. ALIVE ALONE * ALONE ALIVE. Can you really stand an isolation chamber? Alone with only thoughts. Without supplies to create.
Michael ButorovichPublished 2 months ago in Poets
Verse & Accelerator Full
.VERSE. It's all about the Herb and the music. It's all about making A nice contribution. It's all about having enough
Michael ButorovichPublished 2 months ago in Poets
PHNXRTRN.. Road Lungs
.PHNXRTRN. I need to make it back To Phoenix whether or Not the word finances The ticket. I believe love is there And she's waiting.
Michael ButorovichPublished 3 months ago in Poets
Rabbit Lit
.RABBIT LIT. "We're all a little mad in this motherfucker" So said the Cheshire cat about our land of wonder That's what I'd discover after poking through the rabbit hole
Michael ButorovichPublished 3 months ago in Poets
This Hand and More
.THIS HAND AND MORE. Sometimes it feels Useless to put my Blood on the canvas For the crowd to Examine when they Don't even know what
Michael ButorovichPublished 3 months ago in Poets
People at the Gate.. It's Easier in the Game
.PEOPLE AT THE GATE. If they come with torches Toward my paper mansion I'll pour myself a good Drink and wait to burn With my creations.
Michael ButorovichPublished 3 months ago in Poets
