Posted in Poetry


A bitter cacophony, dense
Everything flattlined, gyrates
Hell is just Kleenex, lit!
Matches! Nickleback, or
People quarreling, religious shit!
Talking unfit volumes, with
Xeroxed yesterdays


April is Natural Poetry Month. I am going to attempt one new poem each day, each in a different style of poetry. This a brief Alphabet Poem.


Wayne Bowerman is a writer, poet and spoken word artist hailing from Grand Rapids Michigan. His writing is evocative and challenging while also encouraging to anyone who is going through any sort of struggle. If you are in the Grand Rapids area, you can catch him around town at various open mic shows and every Thursday night at Mayan Buzz Cafe where he hosts All Access Open Mic from 8-10pm.

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