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for Terlyn who wont accept turning 50.
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I dated a blind girl in 84,who would run herfingers over theugly of me,over the storiedhallucinosis of my selfworth. Stoppedat my disintegrative grays..
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Unlike the books I carriedto unravel the incredibleor the dark speeches concerning polarization,there was good time for songfor Temptation routines, t..
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In my heart,and there I go speaking metaphoricallyagain.There's nothing in there but blood andblockage, but you know what I mean?In my heart, I am as ..
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Does a river ever prove anything,save magnetism or solace? Can it offera cureas it's relationship to planets,dada isticgesellshaft;mud baths to make t..
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I want to be the man my cat knows me to be. That ignominious,corduroy leg that becomes unraveled. That helix of funk smellsand black and white outline..
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While cleaning out a drawer I founda dream placed in the universe in 2005/ freeyet adinterim like those pop-lockers onSoul Train who went vertical.Dre..
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When you die, must you carry your thoughts onward,with you,or do they just stop like a Ford Maverickcrashing into a guardrail?This poem is for Pete Se..
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I am ridiculousdevoid of subtlety.Ridiculously bald. Allpoems, ridiculous.Ridiculously melancholy.My curves, those thatdon't intersect themselvesany l..
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did you hear me, when I spoke to you?
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