Dad Wore Hats
June 15, 2008
Not when he should have.
On a cold bright day
he would call out
where is your hat?
while the wind played
in his hair.
Nor the way he should have.
It was always
crunched atop his head
by a nephew or daughter
running around our backyard
at a picnic.
Nor what he should have.
Into the dewy night
the adults would sing
heads touching in harmony
dad smoking a Chesterfield
wearing a bonnet.
It is all hockey violence…
June 10, 2008
Cheer at the altar of his fist.
A beer to celebrate blood on ice.
The enforcer whom you worship
would split your head and not think twice.
These are the heroes we offer –
often naughty, rarely nice.
Mother’s day the saddest day
May 11, 2008
one
grieving mother
diminishes
the multitude of smiles
another type of nurturing
May 11, 2008
the woman
who decides
to bear
no children
bears love
to all humanity
gangsters and sluts
May 11, 2008
If you worship gangsters
you get more gangsters
If you worship sluts
you get more sluts
these are the heroes we offer
May 8, 2008
handful montana
May 7, 2008
Disney is a business. Vanity Fair is a business. Hannah Montana is a business. They are concerned with profit, not family.
Parents are the ones who facilitate this bullshit of worship and consumption. Wake up adults. There is life beyond the Skinner box of commercial culture. You can start by turning off the television.
be the embracer
February 14, 2008
hdtv
January 18, 2008
high
definition
drug
qazse 