October 2011
1 post
down hill
cigarettes in a rainy alleyway at your best friend’s wedding
political maneuvers and beat poetry from the heavens I’m not the man I used to be-
why don’t we go back to your place in a while
first I need to finish this up noir the last dance and mystery the exits
warm whiskey my first love a dark back room of a wood paneled reception hall
black suits petrichor and the smell...
September 2011
1 post
exit()
snake in armor dirty, hidden in plain sight - a sight not for sore eyes bitter, embroiled, too hard. weak from battle. an old solider. war lost long ago. bayonet at the ready. out of bullets. out for death.
he’s already decided neither of you are leaving here alive.
August 2011
1 post
sonlight
a purple feather stuck in the field lashes braying stuck out like a sore thumb
and was the only indication that I was ever there
over the brown incandescent salt flats and rocky cliffs
where the wind has no name
and the gulls and the ravens cast orders from on high where the disappearing star in the heavens leaves chaos and nightmares in its wake
where people hide and memories are desecrated
...
June 2011
2 posts
the taste of blue
toaster deoxygenated a barrel of discarded organs made me perish in the autumn wind
somnolence;
personalized sleeping pills your namesake’s sleeping powder
blood drained, replaced with sugar water donut lunches borrowed tape dispensers there’s a guy at work always stealing my mug
liquorice liquor ice liquor ice
cool single mom
bold guns and orange juice clapping flags tide the stem of your ocean the flow of january ice roads and period clothes and a license plate that says “born to drive” born to derive born to dive and bound to die
May 2011
2 posts
stay inside
he comes from a very dark place where the mold grows on pillowcases and blood pours out of him during the night;
where blinds sway in the gentle breeze of february air conditioned to expect insufficient funs;
where he walks alone and stalks the pretty girls just by virtue of existence
I wasn’t trying to creep you out;
I was just walking back to my car behind you
romance dragon
fire borne, dirt stewed explosions from a vessel of destruction painting the way with fear and death straight towards your heart violent symbiosis of the self retribution; transposed cliche songs in the key of dreams tonight’s performance has been postponed indefinitely
April 2011
1 post
all that separates the good, the evil, and me are words and our names
March 2011
3 posts
alessa.
a girl laying in the dark an endless chasm where they left her after she was sacrificed
all alone now in her special place she stared into the abyss and the abyss ran and hid
the last hook, metal in the hands bleeding into eternity ignoring the world as it ignores her as it ignores all of us
until someone feels sorry for her gets too close tries to help her escape the labyrinth and gets drug...
fruit less
hesitant condemnations never really work out gym membership wasted on the saturday night fight
battle and hyphen banana the skyline with your tiny voices that no will hear
even if the golden triangles believed you existed they would just laugh your opinions away
so go ahead and try to protest and vote but it won’t do any good
because you can’t protest corruption and you can’t...
maskmaster
with an orange scarf i buried in the sands beneath the silent sides of the infinite abyss where you and i first consumated
where i remember you after they buried you the sun is the only one who notices my sadness after the ceremony
and you may have been religious and upright and righteous and beautiful but you were ugly inside and i am ugly outside and i hate
and i hate everyone for what...
January 2011
1 post
poetry noir
engines in the gap daughters staring in the distance an uncrossable void charisma and rocket fuel are useless
vorpal monologues when will it be their turn? define the paradigms destroy the judges and the heritage
the void suffers you just never hear it because the echo of the silence passes through you just like the void passes through me
disobey all the warning labels and create some of your...
November 2010
1 post
goodbye.
you can destroy yourself
if you like
because it’s the only thing
you can control
maybe that’s why
you destroyed
our relationship.
destroyed us.
destroyed me.
you certainly destroyed me.
i let you in and you cut out my heart.
just like they all do.
i always saw it coming.
i just wanted to be there for you.
i didn’t really want you.
not like you think.
they laugh...
October 2010
1 post
lost in time.
born too late. born too early.
borne too much.
weight on his shoulders.
a kid should be a kid,
but he never was.
he never understood.
they were afraid of him.
he was a bug.
more scared of you than
you are of him.
black tentacles.
darkness inside.
his grip is too tight
but he just wants to squeeze you.
rip open your chest
and feast on your heart.
please. let me have a...
August 2010
3 posts
the perfect girl
bird lips, pink cardigan. knitted cap. doesn’t like makeup. I have a dark streak but she could handle it. dark streak in her black hair. shoulder length.
too tiny for me. and too big of a heart. too fragile. I would break her in half.
could we just be friends
receipt in my window they’re staring at me. smoking at 10 am rainy november
they’re not magical beings. no one is. got to get out of town. I’m never coming back. it’s just not for me.
get past the traffic, hit the green lights. pedal’s as far down as I can permit it. 65 in a 65. skip the tollway. get me home. I hate it there but I hate it here more.
gravity...
electric invisible
the bitch left her umbrella here again. I think she does it on purpose. to annoy me. I have to get rid of her.
the accent and the fragrance. warmth, closeness smothering me.
next time I’ll tell her. I’ll tell her to leave. take her nasty body and her nasty brain and leave me be. nasty cunt. nasty drippings.
rain soaked forehead the city in august four square blocks. a walk. silence....
April 2010
1 post
club
these people, lashing out
dancing and thrashing about
have wasted their souls
February 2010
1 post
south carolina?
do not ever take me there-
bumpkins, dogs, pigs, sheep
December 2009
1 post
secrets
master of the night- here I am, separating bodies from their souls
November 2009
6 posts
lamentations
fifty five friends from
my life online. as for my
real life, there are none
volcano insurance
the clouds in the sky laugh at me, and all i do touche, salesman
why we write
hide, search, find, dig up
cemetary of the lonely
authors and outcasts
stories in coffins
poems murdered, embarassed
damned forgotten souls
silence is paper
murmuring bronze, tongued silver
connections golden
party
drink till I spew out
feelings and emotional
baggage on the world
life
alone in the woods
forest of isolation
walking in circles
drinking
mandarin water goes down easily tonight but may come back up
August 2009
1 post
i wrote a story
i wrote a story
i hated it hated it hated it
i buried it in the backyard
while my parents were asleep
while my aunt and uncle were fighting
while my cousin was doing cocaine
we hadn’t seen him in a fortnight
i was drawing a tree and a cloud
and a house
and a squirrel eating some corn
and i wrote a story
a beautiful story about a place
a place far away from here
where everyone...
July 2009
1 post
sugar and spice
on the big rock candy mountain
all the children have cavities
and all the men cry out in agony,
“won’t some one save us?
please god, spare us this pain!
take me away from this hideous mountain!
the sugar, the sweetness, I can’t stand it anymore!
I’m ready to go!”
but no one ever comes
they suffer silently
on big rock candy
mountain
for eternity
June 2009
1 post
nerds
one hundred thousand
voices cry, then are silenced-
snape kills dumbledore
May 2009
9 posts
to John Locke
destined for greatness destroyed, incomplete, he lost mourn him, he is us
eight
silent country road noisy downtown late night traffic silent bedroom walls
seven
hot dog water smells light breeze in a hotel room wordless trip back home
six
grass dies, insects pass humanity disappears water keeps dripping
waves in silent sky words unspoken, intertwined this love, too, shall pass
baseline performance wish I could just stay in bed but they refuse it
alone here, all day did not bother to leave here best day of the week
five
there is some really hot peanut butter in the kitchen sink today it grew as peanuts slowly, avoided being eaten, until grown
picked and selected for my peanut butter jar and I wasted it
four
welcome to town, sir welcome to wackytown, sir where nothing is wrong
three
that’s where I slept for sixty years, six days, sick nights totally weightless
two
cornflake shaped like earth texture of colorado cornflake tastes like shit
one
keyboard monster lives angry at humanity black guy blows it up