A series of poems new and old
Another Indiana Jones movie?
there's a little boy watching Indiana Jones three baby teeth are loose - for each movie he pulls one I want to grab him by the shoulders and say no kid, the future isn't friendly robots and flying cars it's an injection every week to keep her at bay then every four months to keep the doctor away it's days praying the sky will be blue again soon and nights crying for all the lives lost it's rich men exploding in the ocean or in the sky while the rest of us suffocate just trying to get by The Jetsons were a fantasy and Back to the Future wishful thinking and they never did make another Jaws movie again but I guess there's another Indie flick, Harrison Ford swinging back in I'm not telling you this to give up hope only that you'll have more teeth to pull