love on the run |
true romance is not 7am still upsun hungover the skystaring w bleak and bashful intelligencethrough one another's eyes aftera long night slaying demons across the chest of the bedas much of a reliefth...
Posted by on Tue, 11 Sep 2007 00:36:00 GMT |
bob dylan poem |
i woke upto learn bob dylan had died in his sleepleft the radio onpictured his crystal foreheadwhimpering withlines;glass throathesitating, eyes scraped withdissapointment. he was in it tosi...
Posted by on Thu, 05 Jul 2007 22:24:00 GMT |
Good Night |
GOOD NIGHT
"Just pretend they're fireworks," Marie whispered.
David, her son, crooned beside her on the mattress. There was only space for one bed in the crowded cellar of their bombarded house.
Dav...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 12:55:00 GMT |
old school |
The front gate slammed shut with a crickety bang. Peter stepped to the sidewalk with squinty eyes as-of -yet unaccustomed to the violent blare of morning sun. D's car growled from the curb. A deep, s...
Posted by on Sun, 24 Jun 2007 08:34:00 GMT |
I haven't been to wicker park in weeks... |
maybe i'vebeen missing outstrapped to a conveyer beltbike rides, woman, teeth sunkinto the northsidesecret beach uptown nostalgia.one of these days i'll be backat the crotchpraying for my lifepa...
Posted by on Wed, 13 Jun 2007 09:30:00 GMT |
detective story |
I am not a cheat. I am not a con artist. I am a poet. I am a detective. I do not live a lie. I buy and sell lies. They are profitable commodities. They humidify and objectify. They shield men from th...
Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 08:05:00 GMT |
renoir |
wash my handsbrush my teethmilk my facearc my back return tosenderthe window yawns and swallows my shoes are two still grasshoppersorchestrating the ribbed floorboards of the bedroomkicked off so...
Posted by on Wed, 30 May 2007 12:00:00 GMT |
the shot |
you stumbleon ita buxom riflebeating in the darkand you get the urge to shootalthough you don't knowif you're in a room or a fieldwhether you'll hit a duck or flappingangel sometimesthe trigger s...
Posted by on Thu, 24 May 2007 14:16:00 GMT |
big hit |
are you gonna talk about itor are you gonna be about iti can make it easy but baby if you tease me you're gonna squeeze the meaning out of itmaybe we should settle downi've got a mind to keep you arou...
Posted by on Wed, 09 May 2007 15:05:00 GMT |
taxi driver |
sure he's disgusted,but he shares his contempt for what disgusts himwith a contempt for his disgustsnarls with melbourne jazz eyesat the thatched ghosts on broadwaywho sell their bodiesall profitthere...
Posted by on Tue, 01 May 2007 16:32:00 GMT |
