Street Poems
Street Poems was my first collection to be published. It was produced by mulberry press in
1991 and went through two press runs, receiving good reviews in the process. It is now out of
print.
A SAMPLE POEM
oh, the progress
looking out the door
of
my room
shit-stained
carpets and all that
j-j- jazzz
whither goest thou
dude
and pouring all sorts
of
love-stolen?money
into their veins
all the peeling
rotting flesh the
pores
trying to breathe
through the muck
opening up like the
mouths of baby
birds
and clamping down
Hard
on the dreams of the
lost and the ignorant
and dogs wailing in
the heat and licking
their balls (oh envy)
and ice cream
colored
people as in
rocky road muddle
about slo mo
and there's a big
tree dead out
front and why is it
still there i guess
for dogs to piss on
and sirens scream or
maybe it's just my
imagination but I'm
sweating and I can
smell the stench
of a decaying
humanity
wallowing in the
throes of
hypocrisy
apathy
misery
and I take a
D E E P
breath before
stepping out.
1995-2004 Scott C. Holstad
This poem originally appeared in Bouillabaisse.
