the man on the square
August 6, 2007
he thrusts his hands
into an unseen box
turning this – grabbing that
he pulls out demons
The Antichrist Church Bazaar
August 4, 2007
Boys bet dollars at the wheel –
detached from any holy values.
Greed and thrill keep their interest
as calculated.
The public address blares
a Michael Jackson crotch clutching song.
It can be heard inside the empty church.
Grandmothers swill down halushki with butter.
Young girls strut about with killer legs,
blowing off the uncool.
Tangipahoa
July 8, 2007
Bone grit
explodes into
a thousand ripples,
welcoming home
her borrowed
physicality.
who is evil
June 30, 2007
ask anyone
inside the circle,
they will tell you
who is evil.
ask anyone
outside the circle,
they will tell you
who is evil.
storm ships
June 22, 2007
those billowy clouds
with voluptuous
highlights
set against blue sky
float on their way
to commit raucous
rack
and ruin
tequila sunrise
June 20, 2007
messages…
unable to cross
synaptic divides
lay in piles of data
on the shoreline of consciousness
ticonderoga 2
June 18, 2007
poking letters
into this radiant screen
bip bip bip blip
bip bip bip blip…
I think back to
your soft abrasions
spycurity
June 18, 2007
No more
security,
just spycurity.
No more sleeping
in peace,
only sleeping
while watched.
hammer, screwdriver, matches
June 16, 2007
Dad was often a car
or washing machine
with arms –
to which I handed
a tool,
or a pack of smokes.
glimmer
June 10, 2007
shimmering leaves
wave to the universe
light years away
qazse 