Archived Poems

hit the street age 7 or 8 all my friends were there it was a school without a grade a test with many teachers and i would learn shit then go to school

we are prepared for everything and that will not happen as the bus hits a pole 3 blocks from the hospital as the parachute opens as the bat hits the ball as the organ tunes we are all going to the festival celebrating guns and saints in the war i drove a tank and carried…

mostly drove saw it all flash from the driver’s side it was always a thrill just to sit in the passenger seat it is a different view the road without the fingers the wheel mesmerized terrified ready unaware and almost unified by what would happen far from being over eases into tomorrow

surprised shouldn’t be after days weeks months decades to find myself living like this *** lots of ice fresh orange juice and some dark rum from Jamaica *** this evaporates i want to call and there is no phone to dial

i am alone i am forever i am a memory you the happy ending on the river of tears fishing just sitting with your book

yesterday ended maybe some other time moving with the speed of a shadow trails found in starlight in the eyes of god the mother you must know you must be able to prove it her fingers massaging your shoulders waits returns for your neck for the silence to engage

unaware of the unaware the bullet or the sword the word printed on the back of your skull with explicit directions the silent code allowing you to live in a dream of your very own

and this is what she said i get to read off the teleprompter now these sentences still written by some angry asshole who still knows absolutely nothing and i waited for this change

he said he talks to god said god gives directions turn right there turn left here follow the signs the arrows they brought the holy word the good book and salvation now they knew they were saved free from the demons under the willow tree

you were here last night sitting in the empty chair drunk and sure and smoking talking about fudge your broken toe and the bandage not on your middle finger it was fun it was quiet it was last night