Friday, March 18, 2011

Russain Melancholia on Duck Lake

I feel like distant in faraway country
where day breaks and sunsets are indistinct,
where moments move like antique postcards.

The gray Persian on Widow Keller's fence
is feline watch to the neighborhood rats.

The flag on the widow's pole hangs fagged,
red, white pajama banner, British inspired.
I feel like distant in this time lapse camera.

Home is the stranger.
Stranger than mirror...hope is the stranger.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

State What You Want

The black birds are picking at my corpse again
as they did when they and I were dreamed,
The squirrels are digging for nuts around Duck Lake
where Satan died, and Mind roams the woods

with a tongue loose bride

Monday, March 14, 2011

From The Book of Her

Before you can succeed in anything,
you must first discover the value of 1.

Saturday, March 12, 2011

Rocket beyond

Filter out confusion, infuse silence,
intercourse with hearing.
See dispassionately the end game.

The moment long awaited!
Release all tethers as has been severed
the umbilical connection to mothership

Sunday, March 6, 2011

Suspended Animation

Could the world's clocks be halted simultaneously,
and I were the one to stop them dead instantaneously,
it would be at 11:11 for the stark beauty of two pairs of sticks
separated by one dot on top of another.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Long and Short of It

Life, is a long story, tovarishch.
Don't get snug regarding present circumstances.
They can change in a minute; often in seconds.

Life is a short story.
When you think you've arrived at a definitive moment
you realize, it is but an instant in molecular streaming.

Friday, March 4, 2011

Strenght in Weakness

Any man can be wasted,
plummeted bloody and silly
until you can hardly recognize him.

When you think you're tough,
consider the crucified Jesus,
history's most vexing punctuation;

exclamatory and question mark.