I button my shirt
while the morning just flirts
with my headache and the rocks
and the shore
The door cracks wide open
and I was really hoping
to see you there alone
but you’re not and you’ve brought
a friend
Well, you hand me my mail
while I stare past the rail
at your car in the morning but
mama, it’s only
Mexico
I left afterward, quite soon
and [...]
Archive for November 30th, 2007
She Still Throws Shadows
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Definite Weather
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Riding on the trains near midnight
and my pockets feel so empty
I cough and scatter when
my neighbour clicks his tongue
while he just looks happy
All that time’s expired, you know
yesterday, back then and last year
so I guess I’m stuck again
without money I’m broken; cracked
and the bankers, they just leer
The girls dig Poe who dug himself
and I think [...]
Echoes into Silence
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The people are all walking in a
double-file line
to doors of antique stature
none of them are smiling
not one soul out of orbit
Men in hoods take cryptic tallies
and ring the weathered bells
the plodding count is sounded
a thousand faceless filed ones,
a million muffled sighs and they’re
perfectly aligned
The mass turns it’s eye from the door
and with no outreaching hands [...]
Bloodshot Anxious Blues
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I’ve got a mess in my mirror
and a bad luck hand
no new directions,
road’s full of broken plans
I’m anxious
I’ve got whiplash nerves
and a shotgun wince
glass in my left hand,
and a tongue that just limps
I’m anxious
I’m bloodshot and nervous,
can’t keep still
no room here for errors,
mistakes are prone to kill
I’m anxious blue
This is How I Sleep
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On my side in utter wilderness;
I catch eyes in the dark
and no feeble blinking can dislodge them
they know my name
and they’ve read my poems
I am uneasy
From one silver thread drips a crocodile tear
and I reach out to catch it
the doctor says I’m well but
he doesn’t know what I think of him
and he doesn’t know me
Once [...]