January 20, 2017

im sorry i didnt kiss you

my poison breath

contaminated tongue

slithering through neglected

avenues of your psyche

"so inappropriate!" you said

as you smiled, sending

rainbows through

toxic gas exhalations

from my cigarette coffin

im sorry i didnt kiss you

and tell you sooner

i wa...

June 17, 2016

i looked out the window

into the forest

one day

and i saw a little girl


but not lost


but not missing anything

and she raised her head

as if to look at me

through the window

but she had her eyes closed

and she smiled

and she knew

and i knew

that i had finally gone...

June 6, 2016

there will be a time in your life

when the storm will pass and

the seas will settle and

you will be alone

with this moment

all the troubles of the past

the anxieties of the future

will melt like a snowcone

on the sidewalk of your youth

and you will look up into

the image of what...

May 22, 2016

i exhale and drop the cigarette

down into the river quick

where its death sounds like

a trodden leaf and i listen,

the water soothing and soft

flowing beneath the bridge

i find myself leaning on

through the darkness, reflections

ripple upon the surface of the water,


April 6, 2015

i am a soul that spreads
along the floor and up the walls
into the crevice between cupboards
i hide and shine brightly waiting
for someone to notice my brilliance
like a shooting star forgotten
i am a rebel and a monk
the preacher and the sinner
living for the moment h...

April 20, 2014

inspired by Cesar Vallejo

I will die collapsing on the path,

a day ironically unremembered.

I will die collapsing –already I sway–

maybe on a Monday, the day of my birth,

or on a Friday, because today, Thursday,

is spent in preparation for the night, when

the cold Friday morn...

April 11, 2014

i wonder if you re-
      member me, if
you felt it too.
   your eyes shot long-
                 ing life un-
comprehended, i could only
            stolen by your...

March 20, 2014

no tanks but popped pills and

angsty stretched youth fill the

streets of our so safe suburbia

what is there left to bear witness

to but the back of eyelids and

a muted television screen as

a meal is microwaved for dinner

how fortunate we are for this

curse of cushioned living...

March 6, 2014

(inspired by Adrienne Rich)

the water was so clear

we could see our toes

dig into the white sand

four feet beneath our noses.

we were alive then

two mermen without fear

there was no burden then

no open sore or sore back

no crumbling perspective

to pin understanding to.

we were sw...

February 10, 2014

In the beginning, God created

the heavens and the earth.

It was put anonymously

on YouTube on Tuesday.

Lo, he sends forth his voice,

his mighty voice chanting,

"Revolution!" and "Thieves!"

“Everywhere is bribery,

everywhere is corruption,"

all peoples see his glory.

You shall ha...

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