poem--"moved on" |
moved on
it's too bright to sleepmy teeth hurtI can't find wisdomthe cigarette, goneashes on pillowcaseswe dont smoke in the bedroomeyes clouded in whitenakedness form fittingto the backs of my ...
Posted by eric on Mon, 04 Feb 2008 05:57:00 PST |
poem-"the bible says,"work out thy own salvation with fear and trembling." |
the bible says, "work out thy own salvation with fear and trembling."
I am an everyday failureand I cant find the right fitdefiantly casting off my split leather steel toed bootswalking ...
Posted by eric on Tue, 29 Jan 2008 07:27:00 PST |
"feast" poem |
"feast"
a lowerclass feasthot dogs, cheese, stale potato chipsgifts from theresa.
well suited for little boy and fatherbut mother is hungry.
a vegetarian doesn't like hotdogseven when there's not much...
Posted by eric on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 08:09:00 PST |
poem "old newspapers" |
old newspapers
clinging to day old newspaperstrying to keep holdin the darknessparanoia I haven't felt for ages
news over timeloses its shock valueits better that way desensitized and oldit doe...
Posted by eric on Sun, 27 Jan 2008 05:17:00 PST |
poem---"when are we screwed?" |
when are we screwed?
spun cities contemplating horrorterror by wire or satellitestock up and save municipalities are the new junkyardsrats in chorus linescan-can dancing in stilletoesdown side streets...
Posted by eric on Thu, 24 Jan 2008 04:20:00 PST |
poem "six,sixteen,and twentysix." |
six, sixteen, and twentysix
playing catch
footballs, baseballs
pitching practice
with one set of hands
just in case he found the time
you can show him how well you could throw
how fast,...
Posted by eric on Sat, 19 Jan 2008 09:03:00 PST |
poem "close" |
"close"
i've been too close to the truth
for way too long and i'm starting to fold
how long must i endure you
oh wicked and sinful generation?
where are the angels in this den of serpents?
i s...
Posted by eric on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 02:35:00 PST |
older poem "wasted" |
wasted
i've spent too much time
in rainy day windsheild wiper rythms
writing love songs and lullabyes
instead of prayers
with my little poetry hat on
i've hidden the miscues and
misund...
Posted by eric on Fri, 18 Jan 2008 02:29:00 PST |
zombies invade |
so i am a freak about zombies actually they instill a terror in me that it takes me days to shakeits kind of like a car wreck for me, where you are absolutely horrified but cant look away and then i'm...
Posted by eric on Sat, 12 Jan 2008 06:01:00 PST |
new poem still |
still
its a typicalback alley wendsdaycutting jack hammercoke lines in whiteacross black tophuffing memories of saturdaywhen my skeleton fit easier
trees fall through cold front 45 m.p.h doombroken st...
Posted by eric on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 03:21:00 PST |
