Original poem #99


light on green tablecloths

little café

sat around

drank some wine

tried to forget that i came


Untitled, original poem #96

i step into the rush for you
swift current
stirring surface show

here i am
here i am
get your shoes

let's go


Untitled, original poem #95

if we shut down traffic lights
turned off street lamps
& store signs
if the radios & railways fell dark
if gravity & vulcanism
 ground to a halt

if all the stars in the universe
 burned out
there would still be us
unformed with no time

there would still be us
as in we
in the dark
unlighted & free

we as the endless
we as the essence
us as in alpha & omega

if only we turned out the lights


Untitled, original poem #93

fuck lines

i take curves and free fissures
with my politesse

come sew frills on my sleeve
i'll bleed wine for your glass

you let slip him tonight
and i'll fuck your ass


Untitled, Original poem #92

nowhere to be
nothing to do
nothing to stop me
 from doing nothing at all
so i let my soul free fall

as rain on a mountainside
as an untroubled & natural
 earth changing landslide

days flow into lingering starlight 
wash over me
my rocky mountain reflection


Original poem #91

Bar Night

he talked about tunnels
 buried unshaken
  beneath our broken city

she kissed a drunken blonde girl
dipping deep teeth and fingers
flashing on the dance floor
and sarah was wearing
 her beer battered socks

while off in my corner
as a kind of unofficial observer
 my notebook
  breathed pillars of flame


Original poem #90

Breaking Samsara

 is the end
  of my days

even now
 i know

as i bear another 
 spun out star day
as my comforts drift
 like mists
and wisps of cloud 
 that dissipate and dissolve
  into oblivion

this poet is my curtain call
my redemption
my own and only
 spiritual ovation

 will not
  live again