Monday, August 31, 2009


Your off the cuff comments,
dressed with my suspicion,
perceiving more then what you ever said

I probe slightly like a blind surgeon
around with curved intonation
The last sliver of the moon caught in my throat
with a direct question
Sacrifice the crescent
for a sickle

her pain
my sickle

takes over the brightness of the moon
and the obvious
as it slides the light to the edge
and then off...


Trust in what you can't see
Love is all you believe.

Monday, August 24, 2009


Men leave for 2 reasons,
either the fire isn't hot enough
-or they get burned.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Prayer at night should I wake with God.
Poem at dawn should I work with man.

L.A. - 8/23/09

What I catch
I give away,
Each to it's own purpose
-To fulfill my own.

Monday, August 17, 2009


Ain't no love
just a train
and desire
a hot summer rain

I thought I loved her
'til she yanked the reins
and I could tell by my reactions
that I was just trained

Thursday, August 13, 2009


Tuesday, August 11, 2009


I knew a girl named America
Called her Meri, for short
Had her first abortion when she was 8
She still named it,
Named it Faith,
In hopes that promises made would some day be kept-
When Faith was with America

Monday, August 10, 2009


Perpetually drawn toward the mysterious
the charms of the silent,
the anticipation of the eminent exploitation,
all the while hoping it will be
of a great enough magnitude to burst the walls
around my heart.

Sunday, August 9, 2009


You met me
tried to suss out my identity
although I knew that I didn't have one

But I knew you wouldn't wait
so I made one up
with a scaffold of questions
and papered agreements
that weren't mine.

'Cause I needed someone I wanted you.
I wanted you to stay.

And now,
years later,
I have no more questions.
Now its your turn,
and you start by asking me
if I feel a draft.

Thursday, August 6, 2009


Monday, August 3, 2009


I went to my dentist the other day with my 15
cavities, down from 19, so I knew what to
expect on this visit.

"Well Doc, you took care of the front teeth on
the last 3 visits, I'll let you choose this
time-just don't let the power go to your head."
He laughed, "The power of the drill, right?"
"No," I said, "the power of choice."

"I had a patient once and we started talking
about politics and after we were through with
the work I told him that it was really nice
meeting someone who had the same political
views as myself and that it was interesting
that we agreed on many social issues. But as
he got up from the chair he said that we really
didn't," he chuckled, "I guess the idea of the
drill got to him," he looked away, "It's just
finding someone who shares in your political
ideology is so rare."

I thought to myself, yeah, almost as rare as
having the same god. I didn't say anything
though, as he clasped the chain around my