Thursday, January 6, 2011

ten times ten
again and again
i've walked in search of it
the quest
without beginning or end
it just is
my want of truth of revelation
to gain it whatever the cost
tied to the mast i alone
heard the sirens call
the others stooped to their task
with waxen ears
ploddin oxen
i scream for release but none hear or care
cause i'm roped in restraint
to keep my body from dashing to the stones in waves
but lord now i know what divinity is
i've heard it singing softly somewhere

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

ran tad

right wingers can be so fkn stupid
and i don't mean to pick sides
but if they could just pick a new battle line besides "no"
yes i agree, the world should be about more than government
and laws and taxes
but it shouldn't be about big oil, big money either
they aint human
but they bark us into a corner
like my mad fat ass aunt
breathe deep the clean air my friends
if democrats can't pass an enviro act if it were on it's last gasp lap
switch tactics, be alexander, take it from em
clinton set aside all that land
in alasksa (the ANWR as it were)
and didn't even have to fight about it
cause he punked it past you
on his way out the door
but shame on you for making him do it
the environment doesn't need punks
it needs hard nosed men making
good decisions about life on our planet
dumb asses
be ye the masters, not the anchor at the end of that chain
how can "drill baby drill"
be you energy policy?
what are you, a fuckin quip?
look at what your party's become jowly and slobbery,
in chin deep teeth
remember it's the company of lincoln you keep
think deeply freaks
this is the land of eagle
all men want to see

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

slip shod

don't undress me
with your eyes
i wore clothes that you
may
slip your hand in
my naked skin
crawls for your touch

Sunday, April 25, 2010

ab origiinal

humans are the kind of
animals who don't
wanna be animals
we are micheal jacksons in nature
neck naked
for crying out loud

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

cascadian

please that string
pull it from
my sleeve
my navel
uncoils
a
leep of
insight upon you
you bring your bright light white skin
to bed
for breakfast,
I tread so soft
dust pulses manacled
leg after leg you stand
over me, hunched around your next verdict
a feast of moments,
the gnaw of your hunger
against my temple
is like gravity
every where else being pulled
here so
there is no place icould be
without you
the chasm groans
at the edge
my lips gather
a storm at the door
I climb your body
with no where to stand
our breath a sheath of swords
behind the back
flicker like candle
you come an go
thinking as you burn
you can see my face
substantially shadows
a molecular ghost, a mist of pixels
accumulation by percents
from tree to forest floor I heap around you now
buried as you are
knee deep in me

.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

canned calls

it's good enough
for conversation on your
hand held home grown phone
can't you hear what they're saying
it's a long distance
judgement call
" i'll bill you directly
for any damages i've
done"
kill the tack of
moderation
the revolutions
begun
so strange
the man , a novel marvel
a wonder
a ragged flag of ideas
he'd fly in your face if he could
just like you do to him
with your dim witticism
pomposity
the banner and trumpets gallant blasting
look how high the horse of
chemical properties
and the marketability of petroleum product
see it's not so simple
to be someone
in a party
of
rhetoricians
a nation me's
cowering below the belt
swallowing pill bills
for a life on the couch
chin on chest
fingers lingering stingingly
at the hair on his face
"bleed to think" he breathes in deep over his head