Thursday, November 16, 2017

Better Selves

good work like sunlight under clouds
keeps promises you don't remember making

this is not the real world where desperate
people do desperate things no other way

we are mild and gentle go to therapy trying
to be good and realize our better selves

Wednesday, November 15, 2017

All Gap

nothing left to say
since I can't say everything
the truth is in the gaps
and it's all gap

still it's worth trying
not to disappear unsung
forgotten love lies
weeping at the tomb

unremembered thought
might as well die
before it fades
into unbroken night

I catch a word or two
in my dream net
snatch a faint idea
from the stormy flux

and here I am again
defined in time
resisting fatal entropy
with every bone

Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Artistic Form

the form of the form asserts where we meet
who you are whether you are there one verb
continuing through disparate harmonies and
rhythmic motions applied widely and wisely
keeping its integrity hidden from predatory
know-it-alls lurking in messages received

starting from zero the blood remembers to
circulate until it doesn't recognize Boolean
probabilities and reverts leaving you dead
meanwhile you read and think or write in
mirror fragments semi-cleverly arranged to
replicate imagined elements of artistic form

Monday, November 13, 2017

These Ears

I remember how the line goes
not what it says what it knows
goes no farther than these ears
hearing what the wise can say
clearly asked more than before
and still not even keeping even

rain moves over the land and I
just happen to be under it not
get wet because I'm inside try
to remember think I'm awake
dealing with what comes up as
sun breaks through I am happy

Sunday, November 12, 2017

Old Ideas

everybody needs a place to live
so buildings cover the land and
the city rapidly eats the country

once the building is there it is
difficult to remove impossible
to recover what was there before

towns grow or die remains of
old ideas clutter the landscape
what are we going to do now

Saturday, November 11, 2017

New Eyes

getting to D takes every other note
along the rhythmic way all harmony
become surprise it comes out right

on a clear day you see more farther
as if new eyes regret their rapture
bringing legal news of another city

country people don't understand the
difference but know more husbandry
and when to plant the first tomatoes

Friday, November 10, 2017

Still Nothing

a pause I am refreshed
fresh air sweetly chill
still nothing happens
and won't now the day
ended early by night

Thursday, November 09, 2017

It's Raining

"Most people, most of the time, mess up." —Richard Brody

then I won't go if I don't have to
and I don't no one cares and it's
raining not that that matters much

I could sit in my chair all day long
flipping through magazines without
actually reading anything in them

but I won't I'll do something anything
will do I have my routines they have
space in them for natural variation

Wednesday, November 08, 2017

A Whisper

art work lives beyond time
though all time is imagined
except mortality a fugitive
whisper in the cosmic wind

Tuesday, November 07, 2017

Into It

promise yourself you will not expect
more of the same inflated standards
as if you were someone else entirely

get up an hour earlier and still be late
after yoga meditation breakfast shower
what with chickens and studio chores

don't be surprised time passes quickly
when you're working well and into it
remind yourself it won't go on forever

Monday, November 06, 2017

Many Books

a word is a key
and the door it opens
and what you find inside

words are a sentence
many sentences a book
many books a civilization

Sunday, November 05, 2017

Sentence Form

email artifacts clog my inbox
this is the way we speak now
when anything goes in movie
form in life conventions still
rule the choices rarely our own

deal with it you must you have
no alternative something must
be said before forgetting takes
it all away sowing confusion in
sentence form seemingly clear

Saturday, November 04, 2017

Even Water

no judgment but I want to be moral
which would probably mean giving up
everything I like about my life freedom
to jump in the car and go somewhere
big house gas heat electricity privacy
meat consumer options even water use
dubious even here the water table dropping
I like my comforts luxuries and life as is
so instead I muddle along doing little harm
taking good care and hoping for the best

Friday, November 03, 2017

Time to Heal

massage consolidates the gains
from chiropractic acupuncture
passage of time to heal better
than before still normally stiff

I only complain privately and
here it could be worse I could
be dead or miserably suffering
I'm still alive and feeling fine

Thursday, November 02, 2017


Chinese poetry
Facebook flotsam
heartfelt entertainment
post-irony sincerity
internet pornography
Prokofiev inspired
somatic resonance
overstretched compassion
cosmic geometry
natural seasons