I stole something which I had plenty and of much better quality. Wickedness filled me. I remember its feeling being full like a thanksgiving feast of pear stuff birds we made dance by alternating their thigh bones left and right. I nevertheless felt forced to imagine something physical occupying space perhaps even growing like aunt [...]
Posts Tagged ‘human’
Let It Be Now, Let It Be Now (For The Saint)
Posted in Poetry, tagged Feed, food, freedom, Gluttony, God, human, Living, questioning, Sin, stealing, Thanksgiving, Wickedness on September 6, 2009 | 7 Comments »
Unimagined Imagery
Posted in Poetry, tagged human, Love, relationship, Woman on May 14, 2009 | 1 Comment »
She asked for a simple answer to supply her with definition bored of metaphors and expectable precision she asked me to tell her what is was we were living for. Pasta with a simple sauce passed ejaculating words choking on the broken wisdom lost. “Save the bread for the birds. We desire something more.” Eye [...]
Fell in Love Too Late
Posted in Poetry, tagged human, Love, timing, too late, Woman on April 17, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Woman. Woman. Its too late now. You lead a class our child should be in. It’s drawing toward twilight and it’s too dark to allow two lines to find their origin in each other. Oh Woman. Woman. My woman what should be an anniversary is an intersection. Drunk driven elucidations aborted assimilation despairing procrastinations over [...]
A Piece of My Mind
Posted in Poetry, tagged aesthetics, human, life, Nature on November 7, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I sit refusing sand particles become me they sit refusing shape. Ages ago water broke us down from the whole words, waters, baptism the once united now claim their nothing individual dry, dry, dried by the sun They are one. I sit wet from rain we are now mud together what is left of the [...]
