Gone Awry |
A middle-aged man with a bald spot and a discolored chin, a briskly ironed, button-up shirt with blue and white and grey flannel sequence, tucked into his navy, pleated casual pants and pleather belt ...
Posted by Matthew on Wed, 21 May 2008 05:16:00 PST |
Today I Took a Life |
This morning I took a life.It was a deed more likely than to hide from light.More likely to have been done than if to rise at sunup and fall at sundown.The dew had hardly burnt from the calm, subtle, ...
Posted by Matthew on Thu, 10 Apr 2008 11:28:00 PST |
Maybe It Is |
Maybe this is God's world.
Maybe It is the ultimate creator.
Maybe our flesh, our blood, our beating pulses
Are of Its doing.
Maybe my mind is Its imagination at work.
Maybe Its imagination did bring ...
Posted by Matthew on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 10:05:00 PST |
A Subject Never Titled, and Never Even Considered |
The sun is rising, as am I,To the clapping of the crowd in the middle of my head.The only thing that gets me to my feet most morningsIs a chance that I might reach a point in which I feel content.No m...
Posted by Matthew on Fri, 21 Dec 2007 10:02:00 PST |
Amateur II |
Are we so caught upthat we can’t get the attentionof the attendants?I think we’re feeling fine.You said we’re feeling right. Then why the hell can’t we speak our mindsTo e...
Posted by Matthew on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 08:10:00 PST |
Amateur I |
Writing for the sake of sayingI’m writing this right now. If I can bottle my conscience and Oh,Use it at a later time,I’d get by just fine. I’d forget the time.I’d ge...
Posted by Matthew on Wed, 15 Aug 2007 08:04:00 PST |
Why We Tend to Attempt to Avoid Being Alone |
I drink entire pots of coffee,
I am becoming my father.
I picked up a pack of smokes the other day,
I am becoming my father.
I think about building buildings for the rest of my life,
I am becoming my ...
Posted by Matthew on Tue, 24 Apr 2007 12:37:00 PST |
April, Fools |
Sometimes, if you look close enough,
and at just the right time,
you can see a tear or two in the eyes of the chicken.
At the very instant in which the butcher's knife makes its initial incision,
you ...
Posted by Matthew on Mon, 02 Apr 2007 05:27:00 PST |
Eventually, They'll Tire. |
"Hey, you sort of look like Jesus!"
"I'm better than Jesus."
"I cannot believe you just said that!"
"And I can't believe you're comparing me to Jesus."
Posted by Matthew on Mon, 26 Mar 2007 11:58:00 PST |
United States of America People Poem |
Jack and Jill went up the hill
To fetch some pails of water
On the way down
Jill fell down
Right on her fucking face
And busted her brand new three thousand dollar nose
Right up
Jack didn't offer he...
Posted by Matthew on Sun, 18 Mar 2007 08:15:00 PST |
