Fool Fuels

A poetic meditation upon working towards a cleaner and more sustainable energy policy.

Anger is
an energy
so why not
Grief?

I can’t imagine
it burns any dirtier than
the blind rage 
that has driven
me so far, 
so good,

or leave a 
nauseous yellow 
film like the 
Fear
I find
sticking to
everything.


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From the forthcoming collection Nymphomagic Electroshock and Other Middle-Aged Complaints.
Copyright © 2016, 2017 by Lawrence Roy Aiken.