rotating through extended shifts on short-sheeted agenda foreground
alarmingly anchored to their impoverished families scripted bill of sale
alarmingly civil and responsive to club owner’s pizza shop worldview
trinket box-sized whore table hideaway in memory bit rubble
trinket box-sized whore table hideaway in regret chip rummaging
flashlight literature benevolently afloat over weekender debris
flashlight literature may yet ignite future rescue party thinness
David S. Pointer was the son of a piano playing bank robber who died when David was three-years-old. David later served in the United States Marine Corps military police. He has been publishing social justice poetry for twenty-five years. David serves on the advisory panel at Writing for Peace.