golden calf (repost) |
this poem is broken
i lack the skill
to fix it.
it was supposed to
give hope
to rally our hearts.
make our souls leap
from the prison
of our ribs.
but it never will now
as...
Posted by kaplowitz on Sat, 17 May 2008 07:28:00 PST |
what reminds the sun (repost) |
what reminds
the sun
it once graced
our flesh?
i tell
my daughter
of my
father and
of his father
who in russia
shot and killed
3 german officers.
but
just how many
generations
til
i'm swallowe...
Posted by kaplowitz on Wed, 14 May 2008 05:10:00 PST |
jesus (repost) |
jesus you're in charge now
of touch downs, homeruns
and playoff wins.
of healing through
benny hinn
and whispering war
in presidents ears.
no unfelt apology is complete
wit...
Posted by kaplowitz on Wed, 14 May 2008 05:06:00 PST |
all you can do is your best |
i moved 3,000 milesto be with her.
and on thismy first morningin our home
as i shit out my coffee
i scan the bathroomfor reading materialall i findis a box of tamponson each one's wrapperis printeda ...
Posted by kaplowitz on Mon, 12 May 2008 12:06:00 PST |
hello again |
i've never been oneto beg these words to find me.
no matter how muchi'm askedto produce them.
i won't sit pen in sweaty handwaitingprayingfor their arrival.
like a whore who needs cockthey will track ...
Posted by kaplowitz on Mon, 12 May 2008 11:21:00 PST |
you are blessed |
as the shit of lifehas hit the fanas all hope is lostas there seems no way outand noone there
smile
force it if you must(and you must)
wipe tearssteady trembling fingers
just realizeyou are blessed.
n...
Posted by kaplowitz on Mon, 12 May 2008 08:47:00 PST |
lisa |
i roll ten cigs shut the door draw the blinds open the notebook lift the pen.
it's been awhile and feels almost like the first time in my '77 mustang indelicately removing her purple dress from pale t...
Posted by kaplowitz on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 08:57:00 PST |
sick |
chronic bronchitisand chain smokingroll your ownslaid me lowfor a good weekagain.
stuck on the couchdogshit sickamazed at the worldoutside my windowgoing on without me.
i started with 264 oz. apples j...
Posted by kaplowitz on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 08:56:00 PST |
red bandana |
there's a lampby the doorred bandanaon topcasting peaceful huesdown on meas i writeaboutnothingbuta lampby the doorred bandanaon topcasting peaceful huesdown on meas i writeaboutnothingbut a lampby th...
Posted by kaplowitz on Mon, 03 Mar 2008 08:55:00 PST |
valentines day |
on the renovated end of downtown.the boutiques are calm today.an occasional splash of redseems almost questionablein taste
but on the otherside of townwith it's pawn shopsdollar storesand governm...
Posted by kaplowitz on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 05:58:00 PST |
