the killing brine
March 2, 2009
The rising sun falls from the sky in flames
as bodies float atop the killing brine.
We scan for light that moves into frame,
no grave as lonely as this chilling brine.
They fly unseen, their minds abandoned,
fast and low along the churning brine.
They rise to dive, and attack at random.
We jump into the burning brine.
How many prayers were said this day?
How many fell silent to the brine?
Why must we die such a pointless way –
in this black and boney killing brine?
2006
out
February 26, 2009
i am in
the here and now
now and then
cognition’s a bitch
February 24, 2009
My thoughts are like dogs
roaming free in the world,
sniffing this way and that
all day and all night.
city bound
February 24, 2009
soon
February 23, 2009
soon
no amount
of insecticide
will help
pro life? breakfast
February 5, 2009
Reptiles,
we eat
the embryos of others.
But fuck not!
with ours.
Were Bush a wiser man:
February 5, 2009
I am pleased to announce Mr. Hussein has agreed to comprehensive oversight by the United Nations and disarmament (if needed). This will allow us to to focus on addressing terror worldwide. It can also move us closer to enduring positive peace.
infusion or mutation
January 22, 2009
shadows emerge
we take flight
we take flight
we forever
take flight
from one moment
to the next
we take flight
until –
we are willing
to die
to stand
our ground
not waver
nor blink
stand our ground
and be swatted.
qazse 