30 DAYS

June 25, 2008  :: 0 comments

How many days
will it take
for me to get well?

The doctor seems
to believe
I will be here for

thirty days. I
wonder if
he can cure me in

thirty days? It
would be great
because I have been

sick since I could
walk. If all
the doctor needs is

thirty days, then
I consent
to be his lab rat.

WATER’S VOICE

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Water flows.
In my sleep I hear it
Speaking to me.

The water knows my name.
Its waves whisper
Secrets and gossip.

I feel relaxed.
Still I quite don’t trust the water.

I feel myself drowning
When I’m dreaming
As I slip down
As if weighed down with metal.

I wake up in a sweat,
Water’s voice
Fresh in my ears.

I go to my kitchen,
Drink a glass of water.

I LOST MY MIND

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I lost my mind.
I saw it go
somewhere down a
dark road. There it
went and there it
fell trembling. It
began to speak
without thinking.
It was afraid.
It lost its will
to act in a
reasonable
manner. I lost
all my friends, my
job, and everyone
I loved. I laughed
at everything and
resisted help.

BIG

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I am the casual male,
extra large, just don’t call me
big because I don’t like that.
In school when they couldn’t
pronounce my name they called me
big guy as if that was all
I was. They thought I had no
feelings. If I cried, they said
I was too big to cry. It
bothers me to think of those
things twenty years later. I’m
on prescription medicine
for depression and feelings
of anxiety. I want
smaller pills because I don’t
care for the big pills. They don’t
go down as easy even
with water. In the shower
I like to keep my clothes on.
I don’t like to see myself.
The board and care staff want me
to take off my clothes. They don’t
understand how big I feel
when I’m naked in the tub.

(MESSAGES FROM) THE EVENING NEWS

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I get messages
from the evening
news.

Weathermen
let me know if
I should stay in
or go out.

The
anchorwomen
give me the eye
and blow kisses
my way.

They are
shameless in their
flirting.

Sometimes
they get jealous
of each other.
They have cat fights
live on air.

I
can’t blame them.

I
have so much love
to pass around.

THE NEIGHBOR’S DOG

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The neighbor’s dog
keeps barking on
purpose so I
cannot sleep at
night.

I have been
watching him from
my window.

The
neighbor’s dog wants
to bite me to
death.

He looks so
sinister.

I
would not like to
be alone with
it.

The dog knows
I like cats.

It
considers me
an enemy.
It wants me to
lose sleep.

It barks
so loud.

It sounds
as if it is
saying my name,
telling me I
will not make it
through the night and
I believe the
dog means business.

IN THE MOUNTAINSIDE

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In the mountainside
Beyond the smog clouds
Daredevil butterflies
Breed and conspire to
Somersault into
The center of the world.

In the mountainside
Toad-faced butterflies
Are at war. Daredevil
Butterflies fight to
Their last breath. Their wings
Are stained with blood and mud.

UP AND DOWN THE HILL

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It’s up and down
the hill
for the whole lot
of us.Enigmas
born of thin air
thrust into
the free winds
of now.The whispereds sounds
are here.
We listen
to their commands.They guide us
against our wills.
We take risks
without thinking.

WISE DOGS

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In the footsteps
of wise men. I
stepped on dog dung.The only thing
that stuck was that.These days I seek
the wisdom of
dogs. The voicesof wise dogs bark
and squeal commands.

BAD LUCK

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I notice the cracks
on the sidewalk.
I step on them. I’m
not superstitious.

I don’t want my ma’s
back broken ’cause
I couldn’t forgive
myself if it was.

When a black cat comes
and crosses my
path, I don’t expect
to be unlucky.

But I guess that could
be the reason
why so many bad
things happen to me.