Waking Up
-
The Alcohol Dream Ghost
I was getting hazily crazily drunk in a dream A Sunday afternoon nap was the proper portal Someone was on my butt about it, trying to stop me The being was some kind of a woman One who cared, one who loved perhaps One who followed, one who nagged even so But then I absorbed… Continue reading
-
Good Morning, Guacamole
I hate cabbage but I like sauerkraut I hate tomatoes but I like pasta sauce I hate onions but I don’t mind crispy onion strings on my Western Burger from a local burger joint with a name I suddenly cannot recall I hate chunky guacamole, but yeah, I just hate guacamole Even guacamole from Guadalajara… Continue reading
-
The Iron Throne
The wide maw of sleep deprivation. Tunnel light etching scripts for the nausea people. The magpie man wants to blow his brains out on the high-wire. It scares and deafens the village below. Illusion Lake has no water. On the shores of vast emptiness. Always getting ripped on and lied to. The invalid code of… Continue reading
-
Yellow Yesterday
Yellow emotions skid across the floor of the only grocery store. Longevity unfurls in the cinnamon rolls. The man in the candy aisle is addicted to Hot Tamales—a fierce cinnamon-flavored chewy candy. Then there’s that yellowcake uranium house with the darkened, sunset kitchen that stands in the shadows. Aluminum windows, puffer-fish brick. The yard a… Continue reading
-
On A Day
On a day When I was blind To the world a bomb Am I the only one to see The darkness inside of me? Fragrant spells snow like crystal dander From the rooftops above another tangled bed A crippled winter branch Knocks at the window to see If we’ve been faithless rivers Flowing water slits… Continue reading
-
Dream Leaps
Rows upon rows upon rows Apartment buildings Different colors, shapes, and sizes Dream leaps across the lawns Buttresses like butter In the warm, misty dawn Four bedrooms, wood paneling Room after room of hideous furniture My table in the dust 1800 dollars a month Voices in the hall, in my head I can’t afford this… Continue reading
-
Evil Love
She could fill the entire house with crap, and I was expected to keep my mouth shut. That’s how it was back in the days of evil love. Junk mail would be piled to the moon. Boxes filled the floors to the point one would have to carefully dance around them to avoid tripping. Laundry… Continue reading
-
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
-
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
-
This Mortal Coil Corridor
Etching dreams now I make my own wounds In the bar until dawn Strangers abound Scattered among the tables Pool sticks stabbing at pool balls The unmistakable smack Upon the green carpet I am weary of life But still I march This mortal coil corridor I sail the seas Of this misshapen world Odd heads,… Continue reading
cereal after sex 