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I Feel Fine

Posted: October 20, 2017 in Uncategorized

My curdled skin stretches against emerging muscle
I sag and I creek my girders grind my sockets pop
but somehow the skeletal structure maintains integrity
the foundation never sure ever shaky supports it
the mind looking down on it all complains.

I feel faint I feel fine I feel sad beholding my fissured features
the mirror is no longer my friend fashion mocks me
I’m in an arid desert hidden within a tropical paradise
the path through the jungle that led here is laden with fruit
the sweet taste lingers on these parched lips.


By Friday You’ll Be a Anecdote

Posted: October 19, 2017 in Uncategorized

Having conversations with myself
taking toys down off the shelf
I look across the room to the mirror
and you’re not there

I pick up all the things we dropped before
try to pick myself up off the floor
look across my life to the stories I’ve told
and no one listened.

Letting bygones go again
put myself back on the shelf
I look across the whole wide world
and you’re not there

By Friday you’ll be an anecdote.

She Explains

Posted: October 18, 2017 in Uncategorized

She explains things you already know
tells you the truth regardless
still the homemade soup and the fresh baked bread are welcome.

So you tell her you see as gently as you can
light another cigar stare off toward the sun-dappled mountains
remove your glasses let it all become a beautiful blur.

Ask which herbs she has infused into the tea
track the last hummingbirds of summer droning into autumn
swept on wings of air drenched in rain and dried in sunlight.

Indian Summer Blues

Posted: October 17, 2017 in Uncategorized

The fog rolls in like manifest civic amnesia shrouding awareness
lulling the populace into a drowsy state of compliance.

Gives rise to Indian summer blues
the sun seems preoccupied.

Fumes from made-in-China shower curtain infiltrate the house
who knows what they put in them I think they’re trying to poison us.

We languish China thrives
another example of objective history.

It’s only summer winding down a hint of early frost coming
we hold on to the heat are sad to see it go.

This is how we make melancholy music
the cycles are beyond us and the world is too big.

Love Is a Fog

Posted: October 16, 2017 in Uncategorized

I put no faith in my feelings
they do not tell me the truth
clarity is lost in color
the picture they paint is an impressionist work
a high point in the art of fooling myself.

Feelings are a baby seal that must be clubbed
a puppy that must be left by the side of the road
how that makes you feel cannot be trusted
it’s a Judas kiss before dying
the maternal embrace of a Venus flytrap.

Sadness is quicksand hate is a lightning storm
love is a fog
if you seek clarity rip out your heart
but make pains to leave your brain intact
you will need wits to see your way clear.

Trusting Heart

Posted: October 15, 2017 in Uncategorized

It’s just a little sweat it won’t kill you try telling it to a germaphobe
They can’t hear you their natural order of things distorted through fear
There are reasons to be afraid seen and unseen distant and under your skin
Sooner or later you’ll succumb to something something is inevitable
There’s always a catch in the fine print spelled out in mitochondrial DNA

Look how much of ourselves we exchange we call it sharing even the taking
It’s a merger a combining of systems learning new consequences
We long to touch one way or another intended or not it poses risks
We are givers and we are takers after a while we develop immunities
The trusting heart depends on the body’s involuntary will to verify

Good Times

Posted: October 14, 2017 in Uncategorized

Do not mistake my affability for acquiescence
as if good times are forgotten.

Only the details fall away
I retain the gist.

Within the laughter and the tension there is release
I do not forget the good times that’s my problem.

Let’s go again
where did everybody go?

I guess we were all a bit smug thinking we had answers
we had all the answers but could not share the truth.