like a rose
smelling sweet with candy apple
crimson cheeks. Till your silky petals fell.
And your head drooped. I could tell you
weren’t yourself. And all you left me
was a stalk jagged as a mountain rock.

You came on
like a watermelon
ripe and dripping down my chin,
like strawberry and vanilla gin.
No tellin’ you were overloaded
with hard black seeds. And even as
I spit ‘em out they grew sprouts.

You came on
like a song
on the radio playing soft
and slow. And I danced to
the music, making my head spin
like a record on a turntable.
Filling me with reverie like the honey
bee/till I was stung by the lash
of your tongue.

You came on
like a locomotive
puffing and pulling me along
on your tracks till you derailed.
And I crashed.

While
drinking
tea by
the sea,
I travel
forever
when
I close my
eyes, and
become
the soft
waves of
memory,
whiteness
becomes
the pearls
of reverie,  
I will
return
as I have
always
done,
I forget
the dew
falling from
this heart
of mine and heal.

My thoughts are crabbed and sallow,
My tears like vinegar,
Or the bitter blinking yellow
Of an acetic star.

Tonight the caustic wind, love,
Gossips late and soon,
And I wear the wry-faced pucker of
The sour lemon moon.

While like an early summer plum,
Puny, green, and ****,
Droops upon its wizened stem
My lean, unripened heart.

an evening in an envelope
a river set on fire
a pearl inside a cantaloupe
a pointy cubic tire

a vacuum full of pressure waves
a Buddha full of pride
a panda in the everglades
an ego set aside

a childhood dream is coming true
the Lord is coming back
I have a million here for you
inside a penny wrap