i just want some quiet
and to stop running from things

want to know what it's like
to hold on to something
for more than seven seconds

“old”
they called him
shriveled up
a lime

Eternity had spoken
and given birth
to time

his final breath
the air escaped
calm and pleasant
as a rhyme

the words exhaled
to his children
“not a single one a dime”.

****
i don’t know
find a way to do something
get out of bed
good for you

i’m tired of
nothing and
my hair is thick as weeds
it trails off where
my mind meets the edge of
nothing

what was i supposed to do
it’s gone now
oh well

**** tastes sweeter than wine when
regurgitated lovingly from
        a centipede’s stomach
used to it so crawl
        back for more
ring the bell
line up

the english language

ever try
to perform a ballet
inside a tractor?

And so the poem goes
left
to
right.

Your eyes try to follow
as words enter your veins
through to the heart.
A key to universal questions
you unlock cages married in riddles.

The floor inches away
your feet are weightless.
Toes wiggling in delight
like a new love
making contact with the eye.

The sun gets brighter
as your breath gets shorter
and you cry.

With the full scope of life
joy to sorrow and back again,
this poem of simple words
captures you
and sets you free.

And so the poem ends
left
to
right.

And your toes come down
to tickle grass.

A bullet in the chamber
is a wealth so small.
Bullet whispers,
tempts
and triggers.
One in the chamber,
a bullet in your thoughts
to shatter popsicle memories.
From a dream to a nightmare
one bullet
into bed tucked
goodnight.
Please
complete my silver grin
with an accent of red.
The future churns to dust
as bodies fill up my shed.

I cut into your heart like a juicy steak.
You stabbed mine back,
as we bled our mistake.

We left each other for good.
I had missed you,
then I didn't.
Time found the wound
and sealed it up.

Love is fearless
Except for time.
If someone you know has a broken heart
go to a store
and buy them a clock.