Tuesday, April 14, 2009

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age I fol(low)
ded.


Saturday, April 11, 2009

chainreaction

shedidnothingexceptmovenearme
forgodssakeitwaspracticallynothing
atallandyetmakessleep
athornychore

ohowmuscimovesme
movesmylegmusclestopush
harderandpullsthevividest
backdropsbehindallthis

everythingiseeissomehowmade
camefromsomethingwas
pulledloosefromagreatertangle
eventheunfeltspeedof
deathssuaveapproach


honey-eyed Spring

there goes honey-eyed Spring;
ancient camera slung 'round her sunwarm neck!

2 hr max

the price of strollers
icewater on gums

parking meters like no
parking sign's kids
but they are their mothers

sandy war boots sixty
dollar reef sandals
ancients wore
sandals pulled from bull backs

the no parking signs' masterminds
dozing on anyone
would agree a lovely sofa while
a teen girl's gun sleeps
in the sandy tent where her bombed leg
splintered like a chair's

by dusk i'd had no other dreams

i dried the dream with my off shirt
wet w electric blanket sweat
tossing then the humiliated wad
and in the dark a.m. strangled sleeplessness
thru slugfilm patches until she was silent

by dusk
i'd had no other dreams

today the norm was senseless
and despite cursed money
provided nothing

i stocked pens, cock twitching
and ate in a taqueria overflowing with mothers

in a blurry tangle i started
counting my little life in hours
before that perhaps i had a child
's naive and beauti
ful sense of hunger