Monday, April 6, 2015

damn straight

her words stretched into
slow motion
sipping coffee
       running slowly over
every scenario

the neighbors dealing
nickel and dime
         for the coke dealer

the immediate vicinity
             at twice the normal pace
some bizarre optical illusion

there was no symmetry
   in her sigh

Sunday, April 5, 2015


little tornadoes dropped out
             like factory devices
compile a list
   of the 6,500 ways
                       mosquitos and baby chicks
contribute to constant change

almost any nonsense
        is a vale of equivalence
in the continental ravaging
spelled out in
    perfectly reviewed words

already we’re almost out
     of lessons
but maybe we’ll be all right

Saturday, April 4, 2015

like a fish

when Big Larry
scrambled to think
he thrashed under the
heavy weight of mutiny

glued to the seduction of
thirty days or less
and a late night with Suzie

lots of people think
      long thoughts
pondering the next morning
or just some bad dreams

Friday, April 3, 2015

why I dislike oysters

her outfit was weird
like the electrification of Chicago
   or oysters

an Italian hat and German shoes
applied to everyday life

she looked for
        reliable men
or at least believers
to follow his example

British rules with a capital letter
we heard him on the lawn
   constantly moving

Thursday, April 2, 2015

thus spake the chief

when you were a child
Pharaoh called Jose
to make the transition

we were uneasy
when the town burned
and the baker spoke his dreams

our hands were stained
with interpretations of our faults
and modified desires

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Personal Stuff

   maybe he’ll take your heart
across the parking lot
         and splatter it
                          all over
                                   the grass

        about how we get into stuff
          all the time
             you know       personal stuff
                                   Spirit Bears
           absolutely normal

like that old guy
    carving looks
                   out of the Depression
        with little discussion
   but the philosophical never
         moves to practical
                   and you’ll just look
at the ground    beating

       and wonder if maybe it’s all a little weird