When we first get behind the wheel, the herks and jerks of the car give us whiplash. This is the story of how I lost my voice, as one gets slapped when she says the wrong thing or drives the nail of truth into the house that contains the world. So we practice with excitement […]
I look at you lying with me in bed and when you look back at me, my chest feels warm. I have to squeeze you, but I don’t want ever to end this link. But your shirt feels so soft and my head fits perfectly on your chest. These arms that rub my back are […]
Open your mouth and inhale The freshly mowed grass dirt, soil It’s all clean A cool breeze and a tight squeeze Through the center of the earth Earth Set up and cast The smell of the lake When the fish is caught Touch the cool, rough scales before You throw it back. There’s still blood […]
My search for truth is frustrated How often have you played the lyre? The role of the goddess changes until there is a heartless soul, then nothing – same song after song until even time is redundant so tuning you out becomes an impossible necessary for you’re the one who always plays the lyre
On a Typical Night Sparks shoot off the train through the gray, grey morning The whorehouse feels the burning and the fire consumes the liquor store. Until the pistols swell from exploding through the memories of girls who’ve grown to feed on men like meat But men can spoil in the heat and pay off […]
Carefree days can’t make up for careless ways. So if it is too hot – drop it Or you freeze with the pain of the heat So cold it burns It is impossible to endure And you give up and hope Because you may not last.
I suddenly understand that you are not sweating from my body and I start to remember the way you squeezed me so close to your hips, to you. Your body is not here now, just your presence. Even if your body did finally arrive and I finally accepted all of you, your presence would be […]
The summer days turn into nights And summer nights dissolve But keep breathing The seasons roll by and summer returns.
Something takes a part of me when I see you Old, almost forgotten demons haunt me And I see that you are not alone But you never see me when I am with others If only I could get returned that sense of self that Made me strong, but still, I am barely recovered Because […]
Iraq is in the prayers of the world, while America is burned and shot down. The untouchables sell their Indian goods to Katie and Jocelyn. Communicating across cultures Bush-isms preach family and blindness while The serpent is stripped of regeneration and made phallic as Haiti riots for water ad Canada keeps its door unlocked and […]