You are a delinquient in Helios’ ride,sheddin’ your dead skin all over tomorrow. gotta hand it to you, gotta hand it to you,seein’ you is zero-to-uzi,‘n they always talk about lightnin’ in a bottle. ‘n you, you gotta do it first, much, much as I wanna, you gotta do it first. …
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Untitled #409 (2013)
Let’s play a game of pretend. let’s pretend that it means anything, anything at all, let’s pretend that this isn’t some great– the fake diamond studs in his ears fool no one,he came to me from the crowd, asking for a smoke,a little too, a little too, a little too, talkin’ about an old …
Untitled #405 (2013)
Dada Cyberneticism
Untitled #392 (2013)
Sometimes I look through my computer and find old poems I wrote for contests/submissions and then just cast aside for one reason or another. This one is from my junior year of college, and it was an attempt at an Anglo-Saxon Elegy (the prof. who thought up the challenge was well versed in classical poetry …
Untitled #328 (2013)
‘; Spoken word: Switch-Tracks: You know, when I was little, I loved trains.I remember we had this one little house,I think this was before I was in school,And the tracks ran along this hill just on the other side of our backyard,And it seems like every house we had in Kansas,You could hear the engines …
Untitled #326 (2013)
‘; Spoken word: A Personal Ad Cut Out With Left Handed Scissors: I-i-I need to get a handle on this.’s not the easiest thing I’ve ever done,pu-put-putting myself out like this.I want—wait—I need to work up to it.Can’t go back, can’t re-write.I’m writin’ this up on cocktail napkins ‘n coasters.It’s pay by the word,but I …
Untitled #327 (2013)
‘; Not as happy about my performance on this one. I may re-record it eventually. Spoken word: “fist-i-cuffs” I knew a guy,he called ‘em “fist-i-cuffs”,walkin’ around shadow-boxin’ dynamite.It’s a special kind of someone,that walks to an edge,and tries to fight it. Hell, what do I know about fights anyway,the one I was in, kid gave …
Untitled #310 (2013)
Right, let’s be clear about this: I’m not shy about talking about sex on my blog, but as raunchy as I get, this is different. This is straight up attempt at erotic poetry. If that’s not up your alley, don’t read this. Also, if you know me in person (or are related to me), this …
Untitled #27 (2014)
Darlin’,sweet darlin’,I want to bite your ass. I ain’t sayin’ that’s a start, or even an end,or hell, a goal at all,but I had me a dream,‘n it was about the only good from today,and it was you,and it was me,‘n angry,‘n satisfyin’,‘n just, just– I’m all ache sagged muscle,‘n, ‘n, 4000 calories of stubborn,tellin’ …
Untitled #211 (2018)
I know,philosophically,that its damn dangerous to put you on an altar,to raise you up as some grand granite ideal,that no flesh, bone, ‘n blood could ever… –but that don’t mean I don’t want to tell your myth,to read the tabs of you tip to tip,and strum you long lost lyrics like Lyrato let my lips …
