Thursday, January 19, 2017

there is nothing to 
worry about 
     everything will be ok
  the prez said so friend said -
his glucose went to 
he was asleep 
         glucose meter alarm going off -
    said he was in a white room
  and the feeling was 
                  everything is ok
                       his girlfriend fed him honey while he was passed out 
                               so i guess everything was ok 
       with an orange smile
             one hand holding a knife
                                  behind his
  the rest are
                   the masses
eager for destruction
who cares
who cares about that fucking shit
fuck that shit

     give them hell

   don't shoot if you see the white of their skin

Wednesday, January 18, 2017

You are the pearl.
I am the sand.
we are the clam.
who is the big fish?

the ocean waves are coming.
all the time, every day
and every night.
my heart is a tsunami.
destroying everything.

The sky is clear.
the moon is bright.
the wind is blowing.
And it is night.

read the pages.
we wrote the words.
hear the stories.
sharpen the knife.
with profligate
 the Peruvian

dribble goes the rain
    i did too much
       but it ain't the same as
it used to be
  so you
   and then you go get groceries

Monday, January 16, 2017



the scene is not real


the world is a mirror


the baby


there are tears in the soup


the rain will not stop


the bitter anguish

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Lyrics in Portuguese

there is no reason
we are the sound
there is only the dream
there are reasons
there is no sound
you are the dream

you are the dream
you are the dream
you are the dream

letting it fly away
letting it fly away
letting it fly away

there is no reason
we are the sound
there is only the dream
there are reasons
there is no sound
you are the dream

Friday, January 13, 2017

Then I walked
into the crime scene
Then I walked
into the forest
then I walked
into the sky
Then I walked
bye and bye

I saw the flowers
and the bees
I saw the rivers
and the trees
I called the names
of those I loved
I called the name
of the lord above

Down down down we go
with time and fury
down down down we go
with time and fury

I swam the sea
I swam the sky
I swam the fire
I swam with thee

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

             the brain is frozen
in the mud
                                    the rain stops
                                         for a bit
                                            king tides
flood the street
    all day in pj's
                          watching movies
                                  and eating
                                                   frozen pizza

Sunday, January 08, 2017

stringent artifice
     the decay of reality
 the sound of the seas
 when the red leaves are falling
the thing is
the thought is
it is
 but we we cannot -
to spread the leaves or
        to pile them up -
that is the question

   or burn them -
that beautiful autumn smell

Monday, January 02, 2017

an apparent disgrace;
  it was unknown
except by a few
       salty mariners
                 legend had left little
to the imagination
    still one sad old man swore it was the truth
but the women knew better
   still I saw no reason not to take care
          being a natural worrier
    and old
she added
  but there were only broken rocks
and the wind
  I had no need of caution

Saturday, December 31, 2016

I killed a man
that was why I had to leave New York
I was drunk and he was belligerent
    we fought in the alley
behind the bar 
 he was kicking the shit out of me
he probably had thirty pounds on me 
   there was a bunch of empty wine bottles in a box
  I grabbed one jumped up
and broke it across his head
  he went down and didn't get up
blood was pouring from his face
or what was left of it
   it sickened me
  thirty minutes later
I still had the broken bottle in my hand
I threw it in the river 
and took the subway back

Thursday, December 29, 2016

the far flung
    an endometrial awareness
     poignant > pungent
   a giant brick bunny rabbit
in the front yard
  and burning rubber
in the street
 a 72 Chevy Malibu
 and trying to play drums like John Bonham
some times the fog was so thick we couldn't see
but it didn't matter 
     tule fog caused a massive pile up
some girl lost her arm
but she didn't go to our school
then you started wearing that sport coat
   but it didn't matter
 that it was mine

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

you could hear an owl
you could see your breath
  in the deck lights

later I awoke and
heard police sirens
  and I thought I heard
someone yelling

and I thought oh great we're way the fuck out here in the country
and some crazed murderer is going to home invasion
the shit out of us
Then I started thinking about my grandfathers .32 colt police special
and how my mom gave it away at the police station
when my father was living in the downstairs bedroom
and had worsening dementia
and about the time
one night
 years ago
I must have been about thirteen
when there was a man on the road
and my dad was out there with the pistol yelling at him
while waiting for the sheriff to arrive
it was like the old west in a seventies modern style house
plunked down down the road from hard ranch houses and random barns, structures, and decaying vehicles
The guy on the road was laying down
he was drunk or on drugs
and he was yelling stuff
    somebody had probably kicked him out of their car
like an abandoned dog
          we had those too
a scruffy pekingese mix showed up at the sliding glass door one night
while we were watching tv
and scared the bejeebers out of my sister and I
  we kept him and named him Sam
I thought about a bunch of stuff and then I went back to sleep
I was on my hands and knees
in the frontyard
 at the neighbor dog
 he was a large black dog
  he just growled and bared his fangs
I ran back inside
 for Christmas dinner