Thursday, December 18, 2014

Fall Rain

if you try to be perfect
you may be good enough
if you don't you won't
and other good advice
sprinkled like fall rain
matting the fallen leaves

Wednesday, December 17, 2014


yes I turned off the soup
the answer is yes ask anything

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

Frog Skin

I am playing with a little boy who is dressed up like a pirate for Halloween. He is sitting crosslegged and hunched over, almost hiding his little brother. I reach in and extract the smaller boy, who is tiny. He is wearing a frog skin that doesn't even have eye holes, completely sealed into it, squirming and moaning. I think we should let him out.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Coming Alive

unknowability is a copout
why I don't like Will Eno
a critic in spite of myself
or was it the production

what I said often unkind
dismissing weeks of work
praising in a single word
loving my own thoughts

at best sharing my delight
relishing a nifty narrative
characters coming alive
honoring true intention

the lights faded to black
the audiences went home
let them be not forgotten
having lived and given all

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Relentless Zoom

Extreme regularity comforts his daily/weekly/yearly round. The very blinking of his eyes follows a constructed order. Habit is a tool of synchrony. Every move is both intentional and automatic. Every word both carries meaning and declares its place in a vast and abstract order, as above so below, with humankind in the middle. The structure of the sentence reflects the universe, reasserts the subject-verb-object paradigm that bounds and limits thought. Thinking of it freezes it in time. This moment is part of a plan, details continually emerging like Mandelbrot fractals, consistent to infinity, inexplicably symmetrical, the nagging thought of something else to do a relentless zoom. So the day unfolds, invisibly guided by Φ.

Friday, December 12, 2014

Her Ham

flummoxed non-appearing dinner guest
apparently entirely forgot although they
talked about it yesterday and this morning

it was her ham we ate some of it anyway
Carol's mashed potatoes my tapioca pudding
went down smoothly easier on our own

Thursday, December 11, 2014

Here Too

I can do anything
make it up write it out
it as good as happens
maybe better the real
thing always clouded
with distraction error

the real is in the mind
time can be different

here too of course my
regular self as well

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Each Oat

each oat opens existing satisfaction
between thought and utterance dream
and act as if you know what matters

nourishment and taste intermingled
with idea of wasting nothing eating
every morsel that comes your way

Tuesday, December 09, 2014

Present Tense

I said it all but it doesn't stay said
the sky darkens it's unnaturally warm
we are here at home thinking of others
far away in their own present tense

the point was made but doesn't stick
rain pelts and spatters on the skylight
other realities pulsing too many books
on top of books overcrowded shelves

oh let it just be you and me together
knowing each other knowing we know
sure of each other smiling and kissing
everything changes but not right now

Monday, December 08, 2014

Too Many

the Times makes it look like everything
is just going along all these aspects of
culture music fashion on Fifth Avenue
stuff happens people suffer but it's just
the regular way things always go along

longer Buddhist view is much the same
aging sickness death losing everything
get used to it 'twas always thus will be
meanwhile everything is going wrong
earth cries for mercy we are too many