Tuesday, May 31, 2016
Friday, May 20, 2016
5 POEMS
MILLER/BECKETT/LI PO
I visit my birth home.
Flowers fill it.
They fart.
An inflatable Beckett
Escorts me out of my old home.
Our exile knows
So much beauty is Li Po
Drowning in a lake
He cannot empty out.
That's entertainment.
THE BIG ABANDONED MAIN STREET ALL NIGHT
An air hole gets away.
Goes into a keyhole that blows away.
Air is always getting played.
Its true heart rides black anal.
BEING TIRED OF LIVING IS EASY TO DO AND I GET TIRED OF DOING IT
BUT
I hate sex and rock the sanity of
An up-to-date unconscious that's had enough of me.
Being tired of living is easy to do and
I get tired of doing it even though
A blue cone and a pink phone sorely attempt
The only thing I’ve ever wanted to say wrong.
IT’S
COMFORTING TO ACT HALF YOUR LIFE AWAY
Sorrow, extinction, Siddhartha, secretion.
It’s comforting to think about killing yourself.
Cars and a radish moo last-minute returns of a second.
Nowhere bound pigeon strap-ons are dogs that roam.
Siddhartha compliments them on their glitter, lipstick and
extinction.
A partly finished ceiling pities his thing fully born.
It screws a frozen duck here and there.
They hold a press conference with their southern lawyer.
Trust me, the ducks were down.
I GET GROCERIES
No matter where a cantaloupe is,
There’s darkness.
That’s just life getting groceries.
No matter where my life is,
There’s cantaloupes.
That’s just darkness getting into my calories.
Thursday, May 19, 2016
Friday, May 6, 2016
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Friday, April 15, 2016
2 POEMS
BANK ROBBERS
Chaka Castro feels like wandering off
forever.
Dwight Halls limits Juan to the same
biological sex.
Khaliah McGruder makes a turkey call.
Juan Olaya exposes himself to a meth
lab.
Castro Olaya changed Dwight’s voter
registration on a computer.
Halls McGruden noticed the most
honking of horns ever.
Chaka Juan had a kidney reject her.
Dwight Khaliah found Kayla’s sliding
door unlocked.
Dwight Castro is suspicious of
government from the beginning to the end.
Taka Hall performs traditional music
from the Celtic lands.
Juan McGregor waits for a pizza and
needs something to pass the time.
Kayla Wright knows all Chaka gets is a
goddamn tombstone.
GETTING COLDER
I pay an Asian whore to piss the sound of candlelight.
Our night trying to get out of the night goes on and on.
Dawn’s already old at dawn.
It’s family owned, not franchised.
Peace be upon my old school friends before they pass away.
The sunlight that filters through the leaves of trees reveals
your spiritual boredom.
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