Mid-morning on a weekday I’m supposed to be at work they come to take our leaves– the big, noisy truck sliding slowly along the curb a crew of four burly men in fluorescent yellow vests following close behind like prison guards making sure the long heaps don’t get out of line I watch through the [...]
Darkness, how you creep upon me Like ice crystals upon a moist window In wintry air, focusing cool hands on One central point, making me whole. Oh darkness, how you surface at the blink Of an eye, as a faithful puppy awaits The turn of a knob, an ephemeral escape From life’s confounded color scheme. [...]
Like a river over rocks, let this ode give you a rush Of cool, crisp, refreshing relief. Too often does a man Fight the current in hopeless pursuit of returning back Over the falls. There is no return up the slope, as Though ice had taken harsh claim to every rocky foothold. Too often have [...]
Raindrops could not fall for Grandma. Nor for she who passed at eighteen. I, like brown ears, yearn for those drops. For just one great storm sans raison. Danced for some but failed one more time. Dry sockets scan skies for any sign. Needing to find relief for this drought.
Rain thundered down, furious thoughts poured through my head. Windows fogging, wipers slashing drops from the windshield. There goes a cop. You won’t stop going the speed of lightening, you won’t pull over. Paramedics might scrape me off the road while nature’s tears wash away the blood. At least I won’t get a ticket.
Playing with my beach toys in Neptune’s meadow digging moats and building castles crisp hot dogs with mustard as spicy as a jellyfish milkshake waiting an hour before swimming The tide sweeps in Sitting in a beach chair watching girls through dark aviator glasses reading paperbacks and laughing with my brother Coppertone, Coppertone, Coppertone The [...]
Inside voices worn down to nothing Gapless smiles and city solutions Sipping arsenic from a glass jar Chewing juice dripping stalks. Can you sing the words louder? Can you speak a little slower? Gapless smiles and city solutions. Swimming in melted tundra and swallowing protozoa. Am I an American puppet? Distinct smells and sounds and [...]
We all meet on a regular basis now. The manual says not to_ have any interaction with each other, but it seems that is a rule long gone. The manual talks about terrible things that could come from the mingling of spirits. Everyone says that it’s a thing of the past; that spirits are much [...]
I sit with the fat dog. Her eyes brighten; hoping my gaze is only the beginning of my attentions. It’s another beautiful day in Dana Point. Jon comes home from work and the fat dog wiggles and moans in anticipation of that small act of affection about to be offered. You and I talk on [...]
and I was a victim of your art that confined Me to a picture frame and made Me feel ashamed of what I was outside the margins of a present not for Me, but the canvas is outstretching and I am moving past the margins of re-creation, and behold, thou art fair, my love; behold, [...]
