Story Poem
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Naked Clown

A coffee clown sits in a silver diner He looks out the window and watches the rain He thinks about the maddening world and the chaos and the pain His white face and green mouth are showing sadness Maybe I should show up at work naked, he thinks. That will shake things up, maybe knock… Continue reading
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Daikon Peepshow

A long, stiff radish sits in the bin White in color Mild flavor No one knows what it is Passersby wonder A woman wants it in her mouth A psycho wonders if it can be sharpened into a weapon To help him escape the prison that is his life He strolls into the restroom of… Continue reading
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Free Falling in a Mall

You can’t say “write like magic” It isn’t right to be so tragic And Nob Hill hip And Q-Town super fresh So write like magic despite the tetherships of the world I ache to conjure up all the words I need for literary architecture Why doesn’t my mind simply bleed? It’s a spring dream these… Continue reading
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The College of Cannibalism

A skirmish of desire I fight the voracious appetite of distraction But I eat myself alive Like in architecture school The room, the windows The drawing tables The long walk across campus on a fall day I never fit in Especially when they asked me to disrobe A study in free-hand drawing To loosen the… Continue reading
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Sanctums of Stickiness

Nothing in this head but letters to the dead The hollow hell of yellow hills I berate the dirt and uranium trails The travelers wail Sitting by a fire in the drunken woods Blue-white flames pierce the black of night Then on the beach On the shores of the Gulf of Mexico El stupido I’ll… Continue reading
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Chaos and Color

This world has a stick up its ass and Romeo is unhinged Juliet has aborted her American dreams With a uranium-gilded coat hanger Highway sounds ungloom the world now Star-spangled Heaven’s sheet Unburden us from the greed In the aisle of serenity Where no one walks or stalks A lingering solar eclipse buttons the sky… Continue reading
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Cultist Amethyst

Cultist amethyst Lingering by the lagoon of life Stranded on this island of strife I was wrapped in a jacket of rain today Hiking through the jungle The big green leaves like plates catching water from the sky The falls, the mist, the heavy breath of solitude Addicted to Russian candy While looking up at… Continue reading
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White

I wake up in deep shock My muscles are all bound up There’s a man in a window of the building across the way He looks like George Washington Or maybe it’s a woman with big white hair It matches the snow falling The icicles look like fangs All the rooftops are slathered with white… Continue reading


