Meat Carver

In this tactile antiquated impulseYou revealed yourselfmore clearly than rolling in ink;naked, downhillThat's all of me right therein dusty charcoal; in stinky ink,laid outIn this pinked sheer reaching hand in;shoulder deep darknessgrasping at something detachingtoo smallSo that's it? That's my all? Or all that's possible,for this un-papered thing reaching?[Never better and not possibly more than … Continue reading Meat Carver


There is for some, no waking from the slumber chosen.With comfort and ease,not challenge nor trust,the fibers frayed,and some decayed,and started to untwist.Now how could you miss my outstretched mitts?What else was worth holding,when our world began unravelling?I\'ve retied our tetherwrapped into and through our centerbut while I rethinkhow to coax you from your sleep,I\'ll watch the weather,and … Continue reading Insouciance

Hypnagogic Vision

What if I answered the question As if it was asked? By someone who demanded an answer. Fuck, that's it. Let this experiment rip. To the one(s) arriving(again) soon I want. I am afraid That if i speak it Define it and truly want it That it won't come That I am not enough [yet? … Continue reading Hypnagogic Vision


There is no longer devotion to this emotionI\'m ready to drop itAnd tell you to stop it.You and your cadillacyou hemophiliacrunning on emptywhat now, what nowis there some corrective action? Or have you found satisfaction?Someone had to lose?Is it that one- with the bruise?Will they be making the headline news?You\'re cut and angrybut only on camera.Shall I need … Continue reading Perforated

Like No Other

There is no otherTo talk with or toAnd my simple uneducatedMind cannot possibly have something of worth to hearBut doPlay with crayons and pastaIts the best gilded things of glitter and stringsAnd at least you\'ll get an \'aw\'Or what the heckOr whateverIts just a decade or a decade and a half or soPerhaps you need … Continue reading Like No Other