Thursday, October 23, 2014

Small Regret

flight correction pivots tube redirects
over pebbly cloud paths northern fields
pairs of threes consider stretching time
confined to seats engineered to please

each landscape shapes a different life
neighbors not necessarily doing same
beauty noticed passing through again
never present for the scheduled kills

if you are reading what I am writing
we are both halfway across the land
earth's thin film of atmosphere fluid
enough to sustain my one-way flight

panic of going away from home pales
as the bright sun reconfigures hours
dark beneath scrambled cloud shapes
promising arrival with small regret

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Besides Books

what else have I read besides books
music reveals its beauty reluctantly
the mind plays solitaire with itself

who told what would happen next
the cat licks its testicles soon gone
silence a buzzing crowd of ghosts

Monday, October 20, 2014

Fatal Trap

a neat puzzle set for the unwary
as if words meant what they said
think of them in a different order
no one can grasp what you mean
inarticulate in your own groping
frustrates the revolutionary cell

revolutionary will lacks language
you understand the words alone
the subject more or less defined
anything useful to say about it
subsumed in assumed solidarity
argue instead among yourselves

misunderstood you blunder on
insisting on hidden differences
mispronouncing provincialism
loyal to your blunt conditioning
necessary subtlety a fatal trap
silences the revolutionary call

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Not Much

not long to do not much
he had better make a list
pick up cleaners books
back up computers pack
shopping calms anxiety
be clean and well rested
whatever he wears is fine

Friday, October 17, 2014

Bad Decisions

is this the way through
or am I already beyond

has the future happened
without anyone noticing

is it too late or too soon
for what won't be done

energized by negativity
we strove to stay level

that was so long ago it
doesn't count anymore

but I'm still here kicking
myself for bad decisions

Your Seconds

writing is time in action
my sentences your seconds
given freely rewarded well

we are here together after
all the confusion we love
each other and the world

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Direct Observation

two worlds cross every other
meaning less than the first
when direct observation was
enough to be honest and real

reviews are about something
poems not necessarily what
I wanted to say was what I
thought about what I saw

is that what they meant if
anyone told me I didn't hear
free to speculate only later
realized how right on I was

how are the small town and
chickens relevant to who I
am or used to be thinking
I knew enough to be wrong

Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Like Bricks

demon time waits in a motel room
like any other he can do tai chi in
practically no space too much time
before he can sleep night through

words stacked up square like bricks
ready to collapse in an earthquake
we made it through another dinner
another horse coming to our barn

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

All Clean

did I tell you what happened
how I did what I meant to do
effortlessly rain or sun swam
I will have my books in time

asked to remember the room
where I lived for seven years
since gutted rebuilt all clean
smoke parrot shit music love

I have told you all that before
hard to hold onto other's lives
your own wavers as you look
even now its outline obscure

Monday, October 13, 2014

Better Version

some should say less
some should say more
what is the difference
which one are you
forever aspiring to become
a better version of yourself
and others wish you would
the fact is this is it or you
perfection a deadly ideal