Bush Burger Recipe
June 19, 2008
Take fellow countrymen –
form into soldiers.
Make a weaker nation
flaming briquettes.
Add some prisoners.
Grill and eat’em.
Call yourself a REAL man.
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.
you will know the truth by its actions
June 8, 2008
let the gods throw chairs
at each other
claiming truth
as property
shattering bones
in their name
while buddha sits quietly
under a table
how to pay for Dom Perignon
June 2, 2008
spirit becoming
November 27, 2006
the gases
the stone
the life forms
the consciousness
we must build
on what has become,
not destroy it
bandura’s box
October 23, 2006
you do as eye do
see what eye see:
one school shooting
creates another…
one head stomp
will stomp again…
armageddon oops
September 26, 2006
What if it all explodes,
the universe inside
pushed through
its fragile shell
overwhelming
all that exists
above the big hole.
What if bricks fly
like leaves in a hurricane,
cellos burn like straw,
fingers napalm
lips paper.
Will you hail the second coming?
qazse 