I saw a poster on a trash can while driving home from the library, but didn’t start on this poem until a few hours later.… 1 Sex interrupted by Happy Meals was never going to happen She had the element of surprise on her side but lost me in the confusion By the time I’d [...]
Tag: dream
Outlier (a poem)
Monday morning… A series of sketches goes by accompanied by words and rhythm that remind me it’s okay to feel That nothing sticks around long enough is a source of distress My deepest feelings are in hiding when all they want is to be heard Morning gospel greets the sunrise with a chill and bite [...]
Bruises and blood and dreams of defeat (a poem)
Too much time spent at the computer today to come up with anything beyond this verbless poem, in which I attempt to capture something of the last dream I had before waking up this morning… Chutes and poles and conveyor belts Level to level and side to side Pursuit and escape and the thrill of [...]
Reflections on a flashback (a poem)
Thinking about why I put some things together in the same poem… I think I put the two together because she liked to have the TV on as she fell asleep something I used to do before we got married a habit I’ve fallen back into since we got divorced When TV shows feed into [...]
Flashback (a poem)
Watching this week’s episode of Lethal Weapon… Sometimes it takes me a few minutes to realize I’ve already seen this episode Then I can’t figure out why it took me so long since I just saw it last week I want to close my eyes at night then wake up to find you here It’s [...]
The intangibility of dream beings and unfamiliar songs (a poem)
Had a dream about Lucy last night. It was an odd setting; I remember holding her briefly, but then she went hiding… I dreamed about you last night trying to get away while I tried to hold on tight I kept calling but you stayed in hiding I kept calling but you’d already gone I [...]
In the aftermath of the coup (a poem)
This started out as a shadorma, but I couldn’t make it work—dreams are funny that way… You led me through the hollowed-out maze of stairs away from the surveillance cameras outside into safe chambers before the tanks rolled through town I kissed you well before the bomb exploded we hid under the covers “Fuck fuck [...]
Lost with the dream (a poem)
A cross of sorts between last night’s dreams and Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind… (Note to self: think of better title for this one.) Was it you or Kate Winslet chiding me about being vague? Two LPs and a wedding dress later we were headed home ’35 minutes? You got lucky!’ Now I’m trying to [...]
The long slide from hope to rage (A poem)
This pantoum was inspired by the title of an article appearing in The Guardian: http://www.theguardian.com/commentisfree/2016/mar/02/the-guardian-view-on-super-tuesday-the-long-slide-from-hope-to-rage They say it’s a long slide from hope to rage some have been on the slide for a long, long time Some stand at the top, peering nervously over the edge hoping it’s not their turn this time Some have been on [...]
Nocturnal adventures (A poem)
A really weird, disturbing dream last night, resulting in this weird poem. (The title is tentative, until I can think of something better…) You should have never let the sleazy label guy in Of course he was going to walk out with the evidence to satisfy some prior contract— everything but the baggie full of [...]
