Saturday, January 29, 2011

I want you to

Grey cutout, of smoke,
easily dispersed presence,
I hope you die, for peace for
sleep finally proper

Don't think, don't talk dont

I know it

I know what I've become

Saturday, January 22, 2011


Do you pull me,
legless prayer for sightless eye,
I fold, and again, seven times until
I am just layers of myself

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Twin Particles

Carousel bitter
molasses prize
firework daytime
toppling revelry

Television shoes
reading hat
companion plant
coffee sunset

Laminate breakfast
waffle lung
anthem careful
atlas gun

Foreplay foreword
forest four
fire furnace
finger filming

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Black Berry Letters

Just burn my letters when they arrive

Monday, January 17, 2011


deck of cards smells like
bedsheets and hair,
finger prints fade from them
like breath on glass
The birds outside
somehow weather the cold,
I drink warm lemon water
from a cup and watch
They chirp
dutifully, song
of the arcing sun

smoke cigarettes from memory
my skin remains vigilant
what's coming

Monday, January 10, 2011

Finally, The Words

Finally, I found the words I found
the way to manifest the Thing
I've been losing my mind in
trying to do to say

Grip the flesh that covers my ribs,
dig deep, pull

Finally, familiar touch.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

His Lips

Petals to finger tips
like tongue tastes human metal,
he plays his harmonica
until his lips bleed.

Love is killing yourself to have something
life isn't worth living without.