Sound way way way down. Lights off. wisp-o’-the-will memories flit by, and now, and now it makes sense. and ours, ours is not to reason why…
Post Type Archives: Poems
Untitled #53 (2015)
dancing that old head bobbed dance,with the will-o-the-why snicking snap,interest levels on low,slow hung gait set to slack-jawed lope.looping cadence crooking “none of it matters”“none of it matters”“none of it matters” but only if all that artifice,is arbitrary armor around ace-ish-ness –added the eighties cartoon. fuck you – added the ninties yeah, I get you …
Untitled #527 (2014)
Some days– the best days of my life, –it seems,are the ones you most regret. And I’ve done nothing but look,for those who remind me of you.
Untitled #526 (2014)
Some nights you’re the fucker in HyVee with his aviators on,and it’s spittin’ and thunderin’ outside,and you’re buyin’ yourself a fuckin’ months worth of groceries,and you’re the fucker in HyVee with his aviators on. Flip-flops splashing through the puddles,paint covered jeans hold the chill water to your thighs,and your leather jacket ain’t nearly so cool …
Untitled #522 (2014)
I want to taste you,Because everyone should taste ambrosia once.
Untitled #52 (2015)
I should be sleeping,but instead old memories whisper, “”“Uh, kid,the whole *falling* in love bit?It doesn’t happen when you’re holding back. You been sad plently long enough.‘cause maybe,maybe it ain’t so bad to tell yourself what you need to think,if it gets the gettin’ by. hell, it’s all the language of the tramp-down anyhow,with those …
Untitled #514 (2014)
it’s a bar connect hot-patch,current flow zap from wire to wire,as you come to my uninsulated places, and it’s itimate like lightning. It’s been years of hot-wires but you know, you know…
Untitled #512 (2014)
God’s Country
Untitled #508 (2014)
“ Doctor, do you think I could get s o m e t h …
Untitled #507 (2014)
You ran over my toe. _ah fuck, ah shit, ah damn, ah fuckin-shit-damn_ You ran over my toe.Damn that hurt.
