Cop Culture

Written for:  Poetic Bloomings2 – InForm Poet – Found Poetry
“FOUND poetry is all about taking words that were not meant to be a poem in their original form, and turning them in to a poem. These words/phrases/sentences come from newspaper articles, snippets of overheard conversations, recipes, interactions, letters… basically any materials can offer “inspiration”.

The wording is not changed but your use of line breaks and cuts or by adding or deleting text, thus imparting new meaning.”

For the most part
you spend time
with people you like.
He was old, a loner–
died crumpled on the floor,
a narrow space between cot
and wall. Two televisions
in the cluttered room,
one manic cat. Neighbors
swore they took care
of him; they were drunk,
wanted those televisions.
Military discharge,
pornography, set of false
teeth. Telephone rings.
“Is Mr. Jones at home?”
No. “When should I call
back?” No time soon.
“Well he was interested
in our low-cost
insurance . . .” He’s
not interested. “And who
may I ask are you?”
Cops. He’s dead.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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2 Responses to Cop Culture

  1. Marie Elena says:

    Amazing job with this prompt! Wow …


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