In the garden of
worthless hellos
the yellowed smiles
all show their
appreciation to each other
and to the passing sky
unaware
that they move
and the sky
hasn't gone
anywhere
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 4:08 PM UTC
Woke up on
the wrong side
of the world again
today
and thought about
how we never meant
all those things
we never said
all along these secret streets
going nowhere
never returning
illuminated only by
forgotten bulbs
all failing in
incandescence.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 1:24 PM UTC
I saw a cat today
a kitten, actually
orange and white
with its guts spilled out
on the street
and as I drove by it kept
trying to get up
and I cried and cried
because it was suffering and
I could not help
I saw it again later
one with the road
now unrecognizable
in death
and I felt a degree of relief
because it was done
and there was no more kitten
trying to drag
its loosed insides
across the cold pavement
near 28th and University
and in that moment
I understood
why some people opt for
the permanent solution
instead of suffering
with their insides out
on the street
as everyone else passes by
unaware
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 1:00 AM UTC
she walks
unbridled
through the
gardens of sunset
and plants all
turn to see just
what radiance has
come into the
garden of Eden
what Eve shall remain
as we grow old together
and our suns
begin their descents
into tomorrow?
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 11:07 AM UTC
Pitch dark rumbling
as the plane crawled
into the night sky
away from you once again
and out the window I saw
blinking
another plane perhaps
taking other lives along
their given paths
and I looked again
and saw only the stars
against the blackened infinity
and in those stars
I saw only you
Jan 3, 2019
Jan 3, 2019 at 11:04 AM UTC
It's easier to talk
in obscurity and metaphor
than it is to be honest
with ourselves
because it sounds more
pleasant to be tossed around
at sea
than to be sitting quietly
at the bottom of
a well in a rainstorm
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 11:11 PM UTC
Maybe original sin
is just a term
we gave to
justify
our inability
to believe
in anything
so pure
as love
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 9:47 AM UTC
sand
silt
clay
water
sunlight
sunlight
sunlight
oh lord
how I miss your light
and my back aches
as it stretches from
horizon to horizon
as I watch the day
and among the elite
the sunflowers
the zinnias
and the forgotten
I root deeper and deeper
because warmth is found within
this world
within ourselves
and some of us have lost that knowledge
that growth
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 8:03 PM UTC
Someone I chose to forget
once told me that everyone
is blessed with gifts
and his was that he could lucid dream
and I thought it was stupid
but didn't say anything
because through fist and word
I was blessed with
the gift of a fragile heart
that breaks more for people than
it has ever beat for me
because mama I'm a god ******
coward
and I'm always on the run from an
unnameable dread
that some have called
love
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 7:56 PM UTC
Another plane
homeward bound
and once again
Texas feels a little
colder
without you
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 5:16 PM UTC