Category: poetry

18 Everything & Silence

Begin. Again,

Every different perception

of knows

who you are.

Doubles points —

Another sign —

roadwork ahead.

Four is more than nothing.

Opening up

open open up…

why is pie and fly for the sky.

Called out her name.

Jaws and paws.

Time and again.

Met with everything

there is (to know about nothing)

amid secret orders

a crises of silence.

Always the flame

or spinning in a frame.

Palm to sun

shoots at tree with

a faulty gun. A song

can make amid ruins

a life of hyphens.

A black convertible red leather interior.

A case of fish and chips.

An old long argument.

Across the car lot.

A burger came out of the beef.

Colors bold and

skirting with mischief.

A phobia for heights.

Lizards with wings

are often legless.

How many deaths

along this pile on?

Murder by hornet.

Eyeing daily

wanderers examining

every sensations duration —

supposed predators

promising ice.

Large and white

appears overnight.

With hopes to survive

the next random five.

Coffee and rapture.

Things could get worse.

Lengths go to remain short.

Always a first.

To No Thing and Every Thing

Fingers tingling

at never endings,

always palsy, eating it up.

Feeds a restless wonder

for plunder.  

Heave ho, 

quiet down and draw

scratchy puddling florals

gawd awful

on purpose

the subversive immersive —

Screaming

I am drawing,

everything is great

dates with fates.

It’s shocking to me. 

Can only do this way. 

Subversively ? a hog in a bog

gob sob writer

working away at it

like its string theory.

Rounds and rounds

of Frank freaking out

calm down

calm down

play up against

rioting metaphor

as a freedom

shining

steals from horror.

Freak out again. 

A barrage of wild thing

death masks

flirting with tomorrow

as only a murderer can.

For span tan and scan

a pessamist bathed cartoon.

Inconsolable and

irreconcilable

loves

underneath it all 

believes in its intrusion

as deeply as a theory

on its contortions

for delusion…

The all = not all the is = not is

grows sub vitriolically

at, whatever

at is.

Sunny murderers

ferocious riot gear

battling butterflies and bombycids

living magically tossed

the map the book,

jarring marplod

thickness, see thru see thru —

Glass of fear

hear & dear & beer

drenched in marvelous

and the absurd

as shine draws near

sets the tile

a-rile

to wonder the wall

for its winged

dome-warped saboteurs.

Proligerous joules

despond and fond

alert with shadowy bonds

ravishing sublimation operations

flutes for mutes

laws for breakables.