Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Radomir Vojtech Luza

Mother Mirror


Emancipated eyebrows, momma

Independent lips

Electric fingertips

Skin like down

Breasts like icons


Where are the resistance fighters

Marching without hips

Dancing with dips

Sprinting without sips


Street cracks

Lab rats

Sun black

Blue bats


Abducted librettos

Red like wine

Tanning on the Jersey shore

Long like time

Shopping at the super store

With one thin dime


Just like you

My hair licorice and new

Soul fragile

Made of bamboo

Heart agile too


Losing it all

This late in life

Pushing the invisible knife

Testing boundaries

With no one in sight


Ovarian Cancer the official diagnosis

Loneliness the dark van

Frustration the also ran


Mother, your light burrowed a hole into my sight

No cataclysmic blight


Like you

I am part Jewish


Witness of a witness of Nazis 

Who shuttered your dramatic conservatory

Massacred your countrymen, women and children

Occupied your beloved Czechoslovakia


Of the confusion and suffering wars bring

Leaving us with absolutely nothing

But hell in heaven's sling

Plastic bling




Street Cracks


In concrete and cement

Streets and avenues pour from the vent

Vomit the smoothness like an open tent


In asphalt or tar

Medicine or car

Comet or star

Megadoppler scar


On the Hollywood Walk of Fame

Stars circle same

Like the Grand ole Opry's member game


Street cracks beneath soiled racks

Tennis shoes and bare feet

Skipping on parted lacks


Bicycles and cars

Motorcycles and pars

Much too far

Wheels in the stars


Rusted land

Alabaster sand

Without licorice hand

No mirth

Ship to Perth


Merely you and I

On a trip to birth

Leaving envy behind

On this strange, insane earth




Say Yes


To everything

Therefore nothing

Over street cracks and bridges


Through walls and halls

Like slithering rattlers

Breaking stalls


Say yes to it all

Do not stall

In the neighborhood mall

Bending to fall


Affirmative action

Instinctual reaction

Superficial subtraction

Internal refraction


Positive concoction

Serious explosion

Manipulated mansion

Pickpocketed palace


Say yes to life

Say yes to reality

Say yes to your dreams

Say yes to your aspirations


Say yes to now

Say yes to wow

Say yes to how

Never say yes to Mao


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