Wednesday, September 11, 2013

Elation Does Have Its Bounds, Comrades


For example, you will have 
Noticed when finished 
With a fiery piece of polemic the feeling 
Of complete annihilation— 
This is a sign 

You should rid yourself of all 
Superfluous shrapnel and pull 
Yourself together in time 
For the next round 
Of resounding salutations. 



Sunday, September 8, 2013

It's About Time You Told Me So


It’s gone before 
You know it but 

Since you asked, 
I’ll tell you all 

I know and then 
Leave you 

In the lurch 
To think about it— 

Please don’t 
Stop before 

The watchman says no. 



Friday, September 6, 2013

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

A Poem Should Be (3)


Unexpected

And dawn on you
Just like that 

Early morning wild 
Smell of field 

Fennel tickling 
Your nostrils making 

You feel pickled pink. 









Sunday, September 1, 2013

Brief Lyric on the Futility of Trying to Write Like Someone Else


At first glance it sounds 
So easy, almost 

Like child’s play until 
You try a combo verbal 

Double cartwheel summer- 
Sault and watch what’s become of you 

All these years crumbling away. 




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