Angerpast

A weakened wound
And oldened pain.
sarcasm.
Nice sarcasm
Knife sarcasm.
Where did you go?
Each of you could not have gone with winds
(there aren't any of those online).
I don't read your poems or pictures or lives anymore
And we all have our own,
But snippets are like newspaper clippings on my desk,
Even at work next to coffee, the marker of success and majesty-
I'll drink it with extra sugar addressed hyper to
all the his and her majesties that never hit reply.
 

Roots in September

It's something about the roots in me
-How can an Italian be black?
And the ingenuity of question
That arose when towers disappeared
like blues and soccerballs I used to know.
I cried for you.
 

Obits in Alaska

My dog howls but she is not a wolf.
My paper runs but it is not in print.
My writing's a river that is not succinct.
I wanted to write or be the obits
In Alaska's only magazine.
 

Wedding Blessing

I laugh because your slippers are white like the wal-mart ones i wear in
Madrigals.
Your land, where you marry, is like the word fecund:
dirty slut sex brown chocolate baby making penis juice and toilet crap at the same time.
Nothing I will ever take in.
 

On My Likes of Men

There was King Arthur
Whose legend I wanted to tear down Gwen's cross because he was so beautiful
And Barney from the Flintstones.  I never knew why.
You I always knew were like King Arthur,
Swear there is no Lancelot
for you, like John Lennon, are everythingandnothingatonce!
 

The Ache

The ache in my legs is dollar signs
For standing, counter leaning,
Readying for the journey back to green lands
and London pilgrimmages.
The ache in my legs is fear
For flying, seat belt wearing,
Readying for the fear in violent lands
and Islamic terrorism.
 

Gail May As Well

Gail may as well have called
the way it broke our silence
like McCartney strawberry submarines
Rising for the journey to charismatic
sick minded well meaning Beatle tales
A few years older,
Like the wedding.
 

frenzy

The buying frenzy is crazy.
They buy my dresses worn
DRY CLEAN ONLY, but I washed them.
They scavenge off white piss stained
furniture with the DO NOT REMOVE tag,
removed.  Arrest me.
My hair is blue.  Arrest me.
If you resent me, I'll resent you.
selfmocking loathing buy my CD's
on the shelves of your local liquor store
(the cafe ran out and no one sings there anymore).
It's the money, and the shirts that I undo.
Each one I undo I want to tear but for their price-
the buying frenzy did it-
I spent half an hour's wages
on vanilla custard.
 

peppermint

You had a peppermint scent
Like spurned would-be Christmas trees
That won't survive.
(Advertising worked on you)
The day I found you at Burger King and Abercrombie.
We moved to separate
leafy smoke fields,
And I will be content
publishing mad libs and poems.
 
 
 

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