Tuesday, February 2, 2016

Move Along

And your hand was bathed in white light
Pressed hard against me
Warmed by the opening blood vessels
Swarmed by the scent of your breath
Melting into your fingertips
With gentle hand on hip

Wrecklessness our only plan
Kids for a night
Breaking rules
With blanket forts in toe

Lock the door
Keep me in the corner of your room
Feed me orgasms and truth




Sunday, January 31, 2016

Let me help you with that

But there are strangers that care
Randoms that stand with you
Forcing us to act as community
Begging for every foot-to-floor you can manage
Waiting with contemplative rage for your enemies
Clinging to your putrid pride

They will meet you in the hall
Bounce babies on your knee
And pass rice to your overfed mouth

But you will ignore them for your selfish depression
Life of guilt, led by greed, unaware of anyone in need




Thursday, April 2, 2015

paul

the last time i saw you
you were in a box

remnants of ash and bone
with swarming people
and awkward introductions

the priest said your name wrong

i will find you in my delirium 
after this drink

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

laziness

and it occurred to me
that i have been a little shit
sitting on my ass
and waiting for art
to find me in the hole

dung beetle that i've become