“Last Tuesday” and “Janus in Chains”
Last Tuesday I finished off a six-pack I wish the titty bar wasn’t closed. I would be there right now instead of sitting on my floor. If I lived in…
“Oh! The Colour That Wasn’t Me,” “Beyond,” “The Cup,” and Other Poems
Oh! The Colour That Wasn't Me They had always said Said, opined and judged Trickles of appreciation but mostly for me none.. But hurtful…
“When the Clouds Let Go of Something Else,” “After House,” and “The Carnival of Rats”
When the Clouds Let Go of Something Else Thunder arrived without lightning and when lightning flashed seconds later, there was no thunder, only great…
“Public Performances” and “Low and Behold”
Public Performances The news tonight is that there are rioters rioting in the streets of Minneapolis. I go out to see for myself. I see folks on the…
“Blocked Again,” “A Note to the Utopians,” “Or Maybe it’s Already Ended,” and Other Poems
Blocked Again Scrolling through my Facebook newsfeed I see this “editor” bitching because some writer had the nerve to write her a letter……
“The Makeup Artist” and “Signs”
The Makeup Artist Minutes to midnight A little girl twists up a lipstick that was in her mother’s makeup box and witch looks pretty expensive with…
“Jack Kerouac and Charlie Parker,” “A Summer in Paris,” and “A Few Detours Never Planned”
jack kerouac and charlie parker had a dream jack kerouac came up to me and asked to speak to charlie parker the liquor must be mixing with the pills…
Shithorse Dickhead
Insane sequence vents. Do you suggest possibility culture counter icons federal mind control fuck op? Skank! Spank me! Do know thoughts own? Who are?…
Two Poems About Movement
Wither Towards Me I wish I had more stillness in me. Wake ripples out, twisting into whale tails, now ribbons; becoming bumpies. A ribbon showing…
“Silver Bone,” “That Fool with Docile Wings,” and “There is No Poetry”
Silver Bone The floor no longer feathered in love letters, The bed no longer containing even a single fallen hair From your head. Time has passed……
