Archived Poems

never saw you cry did not sit around here crying what is wrong with this picture would ask you would say nothing on it went thru ice storms a growing season a family of chip monks a hatchet phone calls anticipated thru it all searching for nothing or something quiet

still talkin’ shit i can hear it what’s wrong with being strange writing not writing dreaming lying dying carrying a load so heavy and impossible to put down we will take care of that a team of movers adept agile even good at solving the unsolvable  

here’s your dad carrying you in his arms we were in the shed unpacking photos somehow you had pictures from 1697 “where did you get those” not sure found them in this box and that’s not the strange part here”s your dad carrying you in his arms  

please walk thru the door open the beer drink it from the can lite a cigarette have 2 drain the can tell me ashtray about love

accused of not being sensitive looking for real men women anybody drunk singing hymns kneeling holy for imagination me and god on a park bench feeding pigeons

put 2 stupid men in the same room make one a dictator the other one president expect a great outcome thanks, the world

listened to you and i came will follow your directions now heed advice given taken nothing short of miracles needed daily alleviate levitate draw the map show me where we are drawn together to circle it home will be there by morning and everyday after we will not stop

they would eat get full and keep eating greed rapacious poverty never enough always full always more to eat

vulgar marginalized whittled into the shape of a nun kneeling fingering a rosary singing prayers to god seen as prelude a commercial about a commercial money gets you a look unless you know how to read    

can not run away can possibly walk can still get somewhere just wanting to be more than opaque