I betrayed Jesus Christ with a kiss
and his father God to the atheists
nothing seems to matter anymore
I can finally **** through any door
and drink from any water fountain
love any woman I desire in the rain
makes no difference what her stain
colorless lovers feel couple's pain.

I'll bark all night
neighbors fight
I'm just so cold
dog years 90 old.
Short chain
will refrain
my hunger pain
my dying stain.
Blood in the snow
tears always flow
the more we know
pain will always  grow.

Memories are time past.
Dream's tomorrow time.
Death happens so fast
no reason no rhyme.

It wasn't only JFK.
  Democracy died that day.
  Say goodbye to the USA.
  Thank Allen Dulles's CIA!

Keep breathing
your life's breath
don't surrender
one more death.

Now I am alone.
Everyone is dead,
too late to atone
still time to dread.

We broke our world and
we live feral in nuclear
winter with ghosts of
memories that won't
leave us alone. We taste
our lover's honey and
our children's laughter.
I want death to join you.

You're just beginning your summer
I am coming to the end of my winter
Time is so far apart. You're my object
of desire. Time has cracked in two and
we stare across a chasm. One drunk night
at a drive in movie we're 17 and naked.

With a flash of light
  a twisted violent wind
  and mushroom cloud we
  met the wicked monster
  we made on the hill to
  end war's little murders
  with massive death. Dust
  to dust ashes to ashes
Set the atmosphere on fire.
End the world of all desire.

The more I read poetry
It seems like obituary.
Death in a coal mine
of the innocent canary.
Let us say what needs
to be said finally.

This for that
*** for tat
Never just
a favor.
Something
always owed.
Plow one more row
then I'll let you go.
Survive the gator
come back later or
I know you're dead
the alligator fed.

I stopped believing long ago.
Rabbit leaving candy for us,
a Fairy dimes under pillows,
Christ born in a manger
and dies nailed to wood
for 3 days and rises like
the sun still sets in west.
Leave it to ****** is real.
I want to move to Nirvana
or the Panama Canal.

Honey Jar

Today my brain explodes
for all the lies exposed.
Our government's treason,
money usually the reason.
Bent screws **** children
on islands with billions.
Pooh's paw stuck in honey
jar can't return the money.

Dad, you made me
doubt every part of me
flags at half mast
hope for the future
despair for my past
I'm in a hobo bag
chase a freight train
sleep out of the rain
can of beans my dinner
I miss your hard heart.

Everything is fragile now.
  I take special care walking.
  A fall could break a hip and
  send me to death's landfill.

  I used to climb trees and fall
  and bounce up to climb again.
  I rode bikes downhill as fast
  as I could risking everything!

  I smoked and drank all night
  with loose boys and girls. We
  skipped class and ****** in
  impossible places. We lived!

  We have bingo and "dances" where
  we shuffle with our walkers.
  Faded memories and bent like
  question marks, who are we?

I'm trying to get drunk, burned down
   and struck out. Jukebox and bennies
   keep me up and at 'em. We old barfly's
   look for a sniff of the good old days.
   Lightning never strikes twice I'm afraid.
   I shuffle home at close and try tomorrow.

Colors faded cushions shot.
Our mom and dad thrones.
All used up and gone to a
better place. Old things are
dismissed forgotten ridiculed.
Dumps and graveyards are
overflowing. Remember us.

I keep diminishing
less each day older
on to my finishing
odd each day bolder
Call me Buster give
me a caring treat.
Live and let live.
I smell her in heat.

old enough
to know better
never old enough to
forget her pleasure
lost the map to it
the buried treasure
search my heart
for promised start
never find an X
no Eden's ***
no youth's excess
no more I confess
I broke all hearts
flame less bonfire
of the broken parts
screams of desire.

fat old men smoking
fat cigars thinking
of the yesterdays and
where'd they all go?
All spent and broke.
Rich ancient old joke
nobody cares a whit
anymore. buried in ****.

You carry your soul in a
brown paper bag
kept from sins of the flesh
you committed back then
and beauty's stains etched
in lost youth's wrinkles

I'm a fat old lonely toad
near the end of my road.
I have no helpful advice
except to just think twice,
throw birdseed not rice,
never naughty but nice.
Cruel kids **** me in fire.
I die within my desire.
Nothing's really left.
Life is a small theft.

I remember the kisses
the hits and the misses
long ago sweet pleasure.
We were short a measure.
I can't recall your name.
Love was lost, no flame.

I'm an old man living day to day.
Retired, 2 dogs a cat box to clean
waiting for my final tab to pay.
I try to live forever it will seem.
I drink wine every night and run
amok in fantasies that would make
a ***** blush. My dreams are fun.
Obituaries too kind to not be fake.

My body is inside out
watch as I evaporate.
Cancer dances in blood.
Stage 4 much too late.

15 beers every night
2 packs of cigarettes
we'll **** and fight.
Wake whisper regrets.

God, I have to ****
don't let me miss
I pray to be on time.
Need a good night kiss.

Am I drunk tonight
  or am I just dying?
  Will I see sunlight
  ******* me off at 6am?
  I'm a buzzed out old ****
  wishing for a little luck
  I guess tomorrow tells
  angry or dead in hell.

Wrinkled mannequins in old clothes
  who smell funny and can't hear until
  you whisper secrets. Angry at the world
  because FDR caved to Communists and
  you kids just want beer and dope and
  easy feels with easy girls. **** them.
  Before you know it you'll be old men
  in storage waiting for spring cleaning.

What stool softener do you use?
Where's the cheapest Fixodent?
I was a ****** in my last life.
Old is a smell you never forget.

The old poet poses with his worn out lines.
    He's near 80 and written everything that matters.
    Loves, lost loves, betrayals, redemption, children
    recovered from his own disasters. Lines repeated
    they're frayed of their own weight, Autumn's dust.
    Stay with me and view me in Winters graveyard.
    I'm an old poet with a young man's heart pleading
    for an honest appraisal of my balance sheet.

The doorbell rings.
  It's the Grim Reaper.
  We were outgrowing
  death's tenuous hold.
  The old Queen demands
  his pound of flesh.

I woke up cold
in summer heat
just feeling old
weak heartbeat.

Our *** kills me
smile on my face
love sets me free
in rebirth grace.

I'm old and my skin won't hold me anymore.
    My insides shift low in gravity and bones
    shrink brittle and cracked ready to break.
    Skin as thin as death veils hiding misery
    I wear for those lost years so ******* long
    ago when men lusted for me and I for them.

I'm old and my body won't hold me anymore.
    My insides shift low in gravity and bones
    shrink brittle and cracked ready to break.
    Skin as thin as death veils hiding misery
    I yearn for those lost years so long ago
    when men lusted for me and I for them.

My true love was a desert
beautiful and deadly soul
scorpions and rattlers and
poison creosote she stole.
She fed me her deadly milk
of scarce and stubborn rain.
I'll die in her cursed sand
and feed our lover's pain.

I will burn the ghosts
  that haunt my dreams
  with monstrous results
  night terror's screams.
  I sleep black and white
  and wake in living color
  step in Cyclops cat *****,
  barefoot in her splendor.

I love this thing this feline
more than my family. Quincy
is her name. She visits me at night
and predicts tomorrow from one eye.

Eugene O'Neill


  Haunted stern looking playwright.
  Should've married Zelda Fitzgerald.
  Ghosts on the sands of Province town
  looking beautiful in black and white.

  Snapshots define them for generations.
  Always slim and bashful for cameras.
  I have always been the iceman in cold
  shadows of my earthly greedy nations.

One more drink
I'll be healed
what you think
will be revealed
you beckon me
to the altar bed
to set us free
with the dead.

We drink too much and fall in love at closing.
Your place or mine? Backseat just might do
for our perfect one night honeymoon.
Afterward we can sleep it off and spoon.

We haven't spoken
since one of us died,
old bonds broken.
The other one cried.

love.
  ouch.
    touch.
    don't.
   hate.
        forever.
   ­   never.
    stop.
      once.
       more.
   I'm.
      Dead.

love.
  ouch.
    touch.
    don't.
   hate.
        forever.
   ­   never.
    stop.
     once.
       again.

I pull the shades down
to hide my onion skin
so we can **** at noon
and youth won't see it.
You are porcelain white.
I froze at Pompeii in ash.

Let feelings pass through like weather
    and never mind why caged birds sing.
    Guillotines left talking heads blinking.
    These things are meant to be forgotten.
    My people were starved in Ireland by
    the British who sold the crop instead.
    These things are meant to be forgotten.
    If we let hate marinate we'll burn in
    our own hell we create with gasoline
    and clubs and guns. Only ashes are left.

Christ or dollars
I'm on my knees
cross or stud collars
but only if I please.

I need redemption,
successful lobotomy.
Am I the exception
or Rose Kennedy?

Staying sane is impossible
  constant noise and neon light
  while love is just out of reach
  it never finally takes flight.
  OCD PTSD ADD Autism
  We all live on the scale
  swimming against the tide
  guaranteed to achieve a fail.

My tongue still feels
  excited growing *******
  never forgets the taste
  of your secret garden
  the moans of pleasure
  explosion of delight.
  Roses at curtain call
  our opening night.

Stay high tonight
under anger's flight
crash by morn's light
bruises seem slight.
My hands just claws
hang from your jaws
dripping my flaws
the crowds applause.

Frail boy sings for his supper.
Fat lady sings loud and proud.
The doctor takes another upper
wraps lonely corpse in a shroud.
Children are objects of sick desires
nothing is off the table after all
nothing can extinguish the fires
innocent dead dance at their ball.