Monday, August 08, 2011
Thursday, July 31, 2008
but, tonight i'm walking no further. i'm standing still, watching her walk another path until her yellow hair dips over the horizon like the setting sun. good night.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
half a ticket
but denial leaves belief cold shut outside the theater door.
blame's blanket cloaks warmly like your mother taught
to keep a lonely heart on revue with distracted thought.
fear keeps poor company with empty seats of the past
and squanders the spot light of both audience and cast.
angry applause remembered like roses thrown on stage
waited for an encore before erupting in disgust and rage.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
present with no past
etched in sketched permanence
were the reprehensible sensible
to the conscious mind
instead of luridly lurking
for a midnight subconscious find.
Burnt books stoke prurient interest
in flailing fires of flame’s incest
because if the last past
is no longer written,
then there’s no need
for the coals to cool as if never smitten.
Friday, February 15, 2008
death creates death
Labels: life insight
Saturday, February 02, 2008
my graying beard that itches:
the will to scratch my malaise
remains elusive as it switches.
my faint reflection keeps watch
in the backyard window at dark:
ghostly floating capturing a picture
that is more tangible than its mark.
no hands can stroke the weariness
that has settled on my shoulder:
blackbird doesn't show in the glass,
but, pecks and turns me colder.
heady beginnings consummate with sallow
finally yielding birth to dust in earthly fallow.