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2d · 282
Sundown
I'm fading with the light.
My shadow takes flight
naked unseen from sight
'til full moon midnight.
May 17 · 76
Splinters
Christ, I'm fresh dead
torn from your cross
My God my hope bled
just wicked world loss.
Toss coins in collection
it's too little too late
buy Katie's affection
she ate an empty plate.
May 12 · 79
Wine Glass Tears
Laughter on fire starts.
I promise broken hearts.
Dance naked in the dark
******* in our Eden Park.
Acid tripped to Erie Lake
Wedding a pathetic fake.
May 8 · 73
I Remember
I tremble in wonder
born in Coney Island
tunnel of love thunder
in your ****** hand.
We soared heights
kissed coaster skies
******* in frights
I Love Your lies.
May 2 · 71
Cockfight
My **** loves your need
Until you make it bleed
Giving up the baby seed
Done the final deed.
May 1 · 70
Jigsaw Life
Countless pieces birth to death
put in place first to final breath.
Paint watercolor of lovers' fight
darkness to love over into light.
Too many shapes don't fit right.
I press harder until they fit tight.
Apr 28 · 298
Cheap Date
I buy me a drink
laugh as I think
of yesterday's ink
talk to my shrink
asking questions
making sugestions.
Why do I *******?
It is a cheap date.
Apr 26 · 68
Break a Leg
Curtain parts on birth scene
****** Mary's birth scream
Christ child inside friction
of time and crucifixion.
I love all of humankind
Love is so hard to find.
Apr 14 · 101
Anger Simmers
On cool back burner
resentment simmers
love turns to black
hatred for dinners.
Apr 3 · 91
Downsizing
The Final Chapter

I thought I was a boy
runs in summer grass
no classes freedom joy
my lifetime is near pass.
I don't know death's
ugly end of my life
shortness of breaths
hatred of my ex wife.
Mar 27 · 91
Who Am I
Who am I
Truth or lie
Do or die
Laugh or cry
Hello or bye
*** or deny
One more final try
Catcher in the Rye.
Mar 18 · 99
'Til Death Parts
Cold beds hot hearts
neglected garden dies
Hot hearts hot beds
Eden's garden thrives.
Mar 17 · 129
I'm Your Promise
I swear broken promises for
entry to your secret garden
I stab your heart once more
and once again beg pardon.
Mar 14 · 133
Baffling Worlds
Born into baffling worlds
With double edged swords
Marching from birth to death
Fighting life to the final breath.
I'd nail my madness to the tracks going West
   seeking freedom wearing a Dandy's NY vest.
   How long can we endure the vastest unknown?
   **** Indians and Buffalo and bury us in stone.
Mar 9 · 85
Spartan Class Reunion
We are never prepared
  shock of wrinkled grey
  House of mirrors distorts
  Roger Bacon has been
  lurking in my shadows
  scared I'll be the next
  in the arms of Christ
  on the list of the dead.
  We just got used to us
  for blood and screams
  old men chasing dreams
  live beyond their means
  bursting at their seams
  play their monkey schemes
  nothing is as it seems.
 Life comes and goes
  lurking in shadows.
My first fantasy was a Vargas print
of a brunette in stockings and a garter belt.
She kept me at attention for a year or two
and I still see her at 72 and miss her.
Pantyhose killed a world of lust.
We hate you Allen E. Gant Sr.
Mar 7 · 307
1967
We've all gone crazy lately.
I don't wear a tie or cut my hair.
I smoked some hash and lost my
mind a little bit. Save me from
a world I don't recognize anymore.
I dress like a clown and eat drugs
to keep me up and down and level.
Friends are straight or hippies each
seeking their very own Nirvana.
I walk a tightrope above madness.
Mar 6 · 524
Final Page
We grow old in love
fall apart with age
I'm a broken dove
turn the final page.
Mar 5 · 96
I Draw You Perfectly
Naked burned in my memory
I draw your beauty perfectly.
You ask if I would stay Sunday
Times crossword we will play.
Wake Monday sleet grey day.
Cash only when I leave to pay.
Mar 4 · 72
Kill Pinocchio
Sometimes people
spend their adult hood
getting over their youth
children treated wood.
Mar 4 · 100
Loveless Marriage
I misled you from the start.
I adored your kind heart
and your weaker knees
spread apart to please.
We made our Love baby
no if and or maybe.
25 years we downsize
sleep alone realize
these rooms don't fit
sleep in beds of regret.
Mar 4 · 62
Am I Enough?
I'm insecure
bad boy unsure
born broken
first son token
Dad a war hero
speed freak curio
temper short fuse
love hate confuse
minefield stroll
security was stole.
Mar 3 · 75
Bent Time
Time warps are real
God cheats, will steal
minutes become hours
night's stolen stars.
We live in sideshows
freaks nobody knows
the rules to follow.
It all seems shallow.
It's right or wrong.
It's weak or strong.
all crooked rhyme
warped bent time.
Mar 2 · 47
Homecoming Heart
Where can I set my pain fears
so as not to upset an apple cart?
I ran away in desperate tears
bleeding out from the start.
6 Alcott Lane disappears
the homecoming heart.
Mar 2 · 116
Hiroshima
My life is not a page
full of pretty poetry
more like fire of rage
Hiroshima imagery
molten hearts boiled tears
flowers were never grown
countless wasted years
lives were never known.
Feb 28 · 81
First Song
I will write my first song
play guitar chords along
sing it to myself with beer
in fogged bathroom mirror.
Feb 27 · 72
Boy Scouts vs. Mafia
Pristine saints threaten
fingers crossed again
scout's honor weapon
slingshot to the shin.
Feb 26 · 79
Lost Wedding Rings
I've lost 3 wedding rings
frantic looking for last one.
Love is chains lost things.
Wars fought hope we won.
Loveless marriage thorn
so bored with repetition
routine is just forlorn
slaves to tradition.
Feb 26 · 75
Bomber of Prey
Keep the killer afloat above
targets through black flack
avoid the deadly white dove
promises never going back.
Feb 25 · 63
Uncle Pinky
A carny biography
of ******* photography
married Aunt Glenny
his shiny lucky penny
beauty thin as a rail
hard as a track nail.
Feb 25 · 193
Winds of Change
Winds of change
always blowing
breathing strange
never knowing
what tomorrow
will finally bring
joy or sorrow
songbirds sing!
Feb 24 · 103
Boston Combat Zone
With war painted eyes
weapons between thighs
in Boston's combat zone
tempting men all alone
smell the pungent bait
pay the fee for no wait
you always want it pure
no promise nothing sure
no heartache to endure
kiss a wife at the door.
Feb 24 · 42
Thunder
We fell in love
for our ****
anger and dove
hope better luck.
Naked in fields
of summer gold
thunder builds
clouds get bold.
Lightning strikes
nothing but ash
left of love's likes
left in the trash.
Feb 24 · 85
I'm 75
I'm 75
still alive
beat the odds
defied the gods.
My libido dead
wet the bed
depends instead
Keep your head.
Feb 24 · 71
Sweet Memory
Hold the present now
it will be precious.
Hug it, and taste it.
Remember it delicious.
Feb 24 · 49
Beasts of Burdens
Falling in love is easy.
Riding a carousel in
the bed together until
full moon and fireworks
a wedding and a baby
and bills and we get fat
and forget how to laugh.
We want to make love or
even **** but these tired
beasts of burdens forget.
I need Aphrodite.
You need Hercules.
Feb 23 · 210
Legacy
What kind of dust
will my remains be?
What worms taste
in my funeral waste.
Humorous and kind
angry and cruel blind.
Hedonist pleasure
my ultimate treasure.
Feb 23 · 66
Hello Poetry, Nat
Please just make
Hello Poetry
kid friendly.
Better for you
and for me.
The heck with
Chuck Bukowski,
Ginsberg's Howl.
Feb 21 · 92
Poets?
Can we pour tears on the page?
  Paint war's horrors in poetry?
  Draw portraits with words?
  Make you feel love? First kiss?
  Broken heart? Pet's death?
  Parent's divorce split in two?
  Anguish of love in back seats?
  Can we poets make you feel it?
Life's butchers pacing beats
always end up eating ****.
Feb 21 · 71
Half Life
I'm a blind man without a sun.
We live in different mirrors.
You have light for everyone.
I live life that never appears.
Feb 21 · 70
Half a Life
Stalling is my only move.
We'll really live tomorrow.
One more chance to prove
one more chance to borrow.
Promise to pay my bar tab
with an IOU of pure sorrow.
Feb 20 · 174
12 Steps Dry
The thirst never leaves
feed me sate me please.
You brought temptation
a paper bag invitation.
My throat is dry dust
promises die in trust.
Feb 20 · 70
Fancy Dancer
Keep laughing
you never cried
at my dancing
all I did was died.
My soul is prancing
pearly gates pride.
Feb 18 · 77
Dying Young
It was an antiseptic space. The doctor said
   something I couldn't quite hear because loud
   seconds echoed from recent life I lived instead
   and the waiting room had an infested crowd.

   I heard stage 4, in your blood, invading your
   entire body, maybe 3 months. The noise shone
   louder. Each tick became a bomb in a war zone.
   Deafening. I thanked her and shuffled home.

   My girl just turned 2. Collateral damage.
   What god does this to my wife and our baby?
   I'm smaller each day disappearing in young age
   I smile air kisses goodbye to my fading family.
Feb 17 · 55
Sex Ed
My libido was off the charts
with Striptease dancer's arts.
15, last row tiny women dance
tempting with teased romance
sweating in worn broken row
they pop balloons and I know
I swear I saw her tattoo thigh,
one more drink staying high,
one more pull from my flask.
Just one last question to ask.
Burlesque House
Feb 15 · 82
Wash Day Blues
Strip our beds
of all the sheets.
Wash wet dreams
off the ***** streets.
Sleep on warm grates
wrapped in old news
sleep in a needle waits
dream death's blues.
Feb 14 · 179
One of Us Died
We haven't spoken
since one of us died,
old bonds broken.
The other one cried.
Feb 13 · 85
Katie
You weren't seen
in my blind spot
too old so young
perfect ink blot
no trouble at all
self absorbed dad
in and out of love
edge of mind mad.
I forgot to care
for the tattered
broken Daughter
always mattered.
Feb 13 · 88
Cincinnati
I am kind.
  I am cruel.
  I am loved
  and a fool.
  I am guilty.
  I am free.
  You'll find me
  suffering in
Cincinnati,
Ohio.
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