Friday, February 27, 2009


your promethian smile
spread cross
mountain ranges
many rivers
knowing I 
could care
for your reckless 
shallow self.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

.104 [part 2]

part 2 is continuation
a hard crush against
the rocks
sandwiched foam waves
and hardened earth
beneath waffled 
foot stomps
of untouched pebbled runway

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

.103 [love]

the unbelievable 
ardor of your
lying thieving self
winds around the word
like snakes
twine-ing around
each other
like snakes
becoming 3D and real

Sunday, February 22, 2009



The vast vast symmetry
of your polygonal nature
rises me up

with illusions rampant,
in my guts
the withins 
resemble the withouts

coupled through tremulous times
our pasts, having convened, 
now separate
and I stand at a cross road divine.

steadfast for days
hunting the elusive blue rhino
night by night
and standing ahead, fore and aft

i spring - not eternal -
but rapturously, hideously
and humanely;
the way i was put here for.

Thursday, February 19, 2009


i miss debunking your lies
and ridiculing your plagiarism
i miss exposing your hypocrisy
and watching your face
tell me to go away

Tuesday, February 17, 2009


yes, i try to laugh
to smile 
to think
but the memories of you 
just run through my mind
i wouldn't call it depression
and it's not melancholy
but words of wisdom surround
and then knock on my door

the surreal affection 
i feel for the missing
the painful eruption
when all's said and done
i wouldn't trade a huge fortune
for the fortune is just you
the play's the whole thing
and not one minute more

whence upon that pure morning
when all is surreptitious
surrounded and hounded by those that we love
they're all so attendant
they're faithfully giving
but the meaning is empty
with these holes in the floor

and i'm not that different
even though i try to be
but it's not love you're seeking
you're seeking nothing for sure
and all the sandtraps in hades
wouldn't sink me this deep
into darkness and chaos
unable to go on

there is something
worth learning
although nothing's for certain
maybe not soon - maybe never again
there's one way to feel 
and thats open your heart up
you can't know where that leads you
or even for sure

all the love gets congested
there's buzzcocks in heaven
and music and people are just that - and again
the flowers
the quarries
the righteous
the losers
a few minutes together 
and then we are done

Sunday, February 15, 2009


like a rainbow, you please so many.
give joy and comfort and hope a home.
when you're gone - it's too soon
tho you're always remembered,
and with foresight recorded,
watched and re-wound
for use in those times 
when i just can't escape
and your love is needed —
like every minute 
of every single day

Saturday, February 14, 2009


The saddest Valentine's Day 
is broke, deafening 
and apart from anyone 
offering love.

It's not cut abs
or baskets of sweets.
It's not smiling, winking 
or making plans for the future.

It weeps
and so 
do I 

Wednesday, February 11, 2009

.97 [ezra]

to reverse the ocean's blue roar
to be where no one else has been
to be in the eye of the storm
and not even know

to carry on is the challenge
to accept it is to let go
and that will simply
never happen