A brief rimas dissolutas, slightly modified… I hate to break it to you but this is who we’ve been for a long, long time If you go by what we do or the parameters of the scene you’ll see it’s all part of the rhyme You may argue that it’s not true but I know [...]
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A Seattle poem
My old hometown is not what it used to be… Downtown may as well be a foreign country my home in a border town I hate driving south of the border stuck in traffic by the stadium itching for a drink The man on the corner is acting as sentry walking the line of cars [...]
I don’t want to remember (a poem)
Some things we remember, whether we want to or not… I hate that I remember your birthday (and your Social Security number which I don’t need to know) Why is it I remember these things when I have nothing more to do with you? I hate that I was so quick to give myself away [...]
A Saturday poem
Sometimes just writing about the day is enough. (This is the only poem I wrote yesterday, but we’ll ignore that little fact for now…) We won’t talk about that today With no answers to be had the conversation would be short On that score I’m sure you’d agree I’m glad I didn’t have to walk [...]
Monsters (a poem)
Another ‘interesting’ week in the news, it seems… When you open your eyes are the monsters gone? No matter what you do it seems there’s always something you fear something you feel compelled to banish cut away or kill Once you’ve made the choice how do you feel? Did you know about the lies that they [...]
Placeholder (the binge-watching poem)
The combination of errands and some book stuff led to me not being particularly inspired in the poem-writing department… Today I have nothing to say I’ve got plenty on my mind but none of it new and nothing new to say about any of it so I turn on the next episode Yeah, it’s been [...]
Tales of the tape (a poem)
I feel like I’m scraping the bottom of the barrel with this one, but sometimes you just have to go with what you’ve got… Ribbons travel through confined spaces unspooling records of time shouts and projections from someone else’s past The memories are my own displaced by years defined by distance repeated at will At [...]
After it rains all night just before the solstice (a poem)
Morning… It rained all night I woke up on the edge of summer confused and a little bit low Morning came in the way it always does I could barely keep my eyes open I heard the sound of rain In the grey morning light there are no shadows, nothing shimmers there’s no place to [...]
A play for madness (a poem)
A misread phrase, and a line popped into my head… The feeling that sleeps here sometimes chimes out loud awakened from a late sleep by uncontested thoughts and fragments of desire It spins upon itself, without warning The cup is empty the snake’s skin has shed the table is filled with old magazines I don’t [...]
After (a poem)
Again presented without comment (except for this)… None of us is unbreakable Some of us are already broken Unfortunately, the crack grows until the body shatters pieces scatter There are sharp edges everywhere Faith was once unshakeable but God has spoken what we pretended to know now lies in tatters nothing matters as we step [...]
