Blasphemy

by May 30, 2009 0 comments

He hung by his penis, wrists, and ankles. She hung by her nipples, neck, and toes. And all the sidewalk traffic that night either laughed, giggled or chuckled under their breath at the uncommon sight. The bachelor party quintet pulled their beaten-up, gray ’84 Chevy van to a dead stop by the curb and jumped out to gawk, snicker and …

Blue Notes

by May 28, 2009 0 comments

words unspoken meanings unheard feelings unfelt short-termed promises turned to lies long-termed amnesia’s broken the ties the buzz of rolling dallas quiets the night in abrupt silences while the weak-day’s erased, & placed back-burner plans & promises sputtered blindly & loosely wandering… wondering… if floated words still carry weight when sunrise licks its’ withered edges ready-made phrases & places remembered …

shadowboxing

Sometimes, I feel That I no longer have a fight left in me I’m less of a Balboa and more of a Glass Joe I want to fade into a mass of an eclipse and shadowbox a bloated sun dodge the finesse moon while upper cutting a star cast sky teeth spit showers of light several stringed defeats introspective mirror …

Dreamin’

by May 20, 2009 0 comments

Ever have one of those Freudian nonsensical three-act nocturnal plays where an overweight panda bear treated you like her son and you ended up searching for days weeks it seems until you finally find your maternal heir sitting at a Wendy’s suckin’ on a swirl ice cream with a meth head who wears tattoos like jewelry? You too? Great news …

There Is No Explanation for Any of This

by May 18, 2009 0 comments

The shirtsleeves fell off my shirt, and you burned my coattails like a matchbook cover, and I was not happy about it, but I was still standing above the ocean, standing. The moon reset and stood silent before midnight stood silent. And I said my prayers and fell off the face of the Earth. No explanation was offered for any …

WAITING FOR HASHEM, MY G-D

by May 14, 2009 0 comments

Waiting for Hashem, my G-d, I pray to Him; even when I do not believe, I pray, & speak to the Void, the vast emptiness, the Without End; even when my faith is weak, as fragile as a baby dove without her mother, I pray, & wait for Hashem, as He waits for me to reach into the Void and …

storm and bones

by May 10, 2009 0 comments

big old house with blistered paint, silent living room full of pictures, I sit in the rocking chair and rock back and forth, back and forth, the sound of the family clock humming silently in the stillness and I drink quietly the red wine tilting back and forth, back and… old bones against wood, creaking and squeaking outside in the …

WRITERS’ BLOCK

by May 9, 2009 0 comments

In nineteen-eighteen the Spanish influenza infected everyone in the world, killing twenty-two million people, while, at the same time, World War One wound down with a measly body count of eight million. Nature wins twenty-two to eight. Authors and poets spent millions of words on thousands of pages describing, reporting and illustrating the war, but not on line mentioned the …

Life on Mars and Mimosas

by May 8, 2009 0 comments

Many people often ponder the question “Is there life on Mars?” And indeed, that sort of question can keep you awake at night scared that alien life forms might be watching us as we eat giant spoonfuls of peanut butter and watch our HBO or Netflix The greater question “is there life on Mars and do these life forms enjoy …

Not for Me

by May 5, 2009 0 comments

Not for me. Don’t unwind the jack from the box or make the sky come apart for no good reason, I am not a daffodil, or a lion, or a see-saw. I am not a streetlight traffic accident or bus stop, I cannot decompose concrete, I cannot recite the alphabet, or drink whiskey, I don’t have patience, I am not …