Bath Time |
.I dip one frost-sugared toe: that's my lotInto the porcelain cup's melting potIt dissolves, too hot! Foot throbs from the scoldToo bold! Too bold! Let break the banks of coldJumping up and down in a ...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Mon, 19 May 2008 01:29:00 PST |
Heartbeaks |
.'It is in my transgression that I am free'Yeah, well, whatever you need to say To help you sleep at night, as for meMy fault lines crack open and in them I layI give in to myself, pitiful in charityS...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 08:43:00 PST |
Fuckers Should Have Known |
.Evening horns herald me from the deep,Drowsy and drunken, double-headed sleepI try to squeeze the dark world from my eyesKeep my head in a dreamboat when capsizedBut lifeguards pull me up, out by my ...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 01:03:00 PST |
Rosamonde |
.I rode my blue bikeOver snails and hard placesLeaving my shadow on the straightHad to stop and wait forHim to catch me upI pass by my mumShe’s got her head up there with The clouds and the ghos...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Wed, 02 Apr 2008 09:06:00 PST |
The Way It Happens |
’You can’t.’She said’I will’ andI didA lotUntil She said’Don’t’And I didn’t
Posted by jack a. lantern on Tue, 01 Apr 2008 03:48:00 PST |
Like Sex |
.Every morningA new crane is pottedOutside my windowNew noises are added,A milky blue sirenMixed into my Lunchtime cerealOn the way to workThe builders give meA stare downThe sun is always In my eyesW...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Fri, 07 Mar 2008 10:04:00 PST |
Pillow Talk |
. You forgetHow the world liesNext doorCooking and eating, fuckingHard and sometimes gentlyOn their backs and Various other positionsAnd then cleaning upI forgotHow the land liesPromising wonders inPe...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 03:39:00 PST |
the car had driven |
The car had drivenFor years and yearsI began to call it 'The old reliable'Though I didn't really knowHow to driveOne red, wet dayGoing too fastIt lurched into a ditchA muddy little hellPassenge...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 05:58:00 PST |
Goodnight London |
I steal a cold bolt from blue night
Mother said there'd be days like this,
Ugly, quaking earthen chunks in my throat
Noises from no mans land like a seven-headed goat
Hairs on end and eyes kno...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 05:46:00 PST |
bags |
I was9 or 7maybe olderand Danny Hornertold me to pisssssin the environmental gardenso i let it golike a punctured urine bagattached to a grandad's legHe went and told teacherso ipissssss edall over hi...
Posted by jack a. lantern on Thu, 21 Feb 2008 05:34:00 PST |
