Tuesday, November 27, 2007

It's Only Me



Disintegrate. Here in this bed you hate.
Wilt and whisper blue like the moon
or some sorry tune. Wrestle with yourself
while the sky picks its plume and
brandishes colors wiry from now till doom.
California can't sleep tonight. It's fogged
and forgotten and desperate for light. Here
in this bed, heated and hated; falling to
pieces - each second more separated.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

She Trembles

Cat eyed whisper, feline fair child
begs a blister. Begs and begs,
spare change Delilah. Honey shares a sigh,
stares off at kids in single file line. The streets
jungle wild when it gets late. But home free
is homeless, homeward bound we mate.
Slither down allies, drown in tears Sally -
daydream dancer is always alone.
Daydream dizzy till asphalt glistens like home.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

Still Incubating

Mandalay runaway - charging down the avenue. Still wet from birth
on this dirty Earth, now aged years twenty-two.
Abner Doubleday, Cock-a-doodle-do. I'm tired and trite.
Condom condemnation. Dramatized drill sergeant shells phonic fiction.
Officer, officer, clown bones and snow.
Remembereverever twenty-two. Jameson too easy in the sky.
Rocking chair rebel, damnation damn nation. Go on gracias, almost home.
She sells sea shells by the sea shore. It's a harder life style, no one
buys during the war.