All Gods Engines |
Run on apples,
all trees are
the apple tree.
A happy accident,
all in us striving
curse the stars above
whose indifference
makes us move.
Children rhyming
hate with love
and failing
beautifuly.
&nbs...
Posted by Bill on Sun, 04 Nov 2007 10:15:00 PST |
Pearl |
She was born with
the most shocking
blue eyes.
She had hair down to her
shoulders
and a pair of
legs that twisted
beneath her
like the claws of a crab
and who ever heard of a baby singing?
Such a...
Posted by Bill on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 08:34:00 PST |
Companions |
I awoke with a start, the courtyard was alive with rats. The dog was barking franticly and yet my wife and daughter slept. The rats were fearless, chewing at the bungs of water barrels, pissing ...
Posted by Bill on Thu, 02 Nov 2006 04:19:00 PST |
Everything I need to know about life, I learned through some painfully humiliating experience. |
I leaned out in my overalls,
along the grey tarpaper,
into the weed choked yard
And saw a broken Bigwheel
and how you let him touch
your nakedness.
I ran along the tracks
through ...
Posted by Bill on Sun, 01 Apr 2007 11:50:00 PST |
God's great plan will kill us all |
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Posted by Bill on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 09:05:00 PST |
A Coat |
I dreamed that I borrowed tragedy's jacket.
I turned out the pockets and hope fluttered out.
It was not exactly a lottery ticket,
a fortune cookie,
foodstamps or a moth.
Anyway, I threw out...
Posted by Bill on Tue, 06 Feb 2007 01:30:00 PST |
desperately happy |
I was really worried about my daughter, she's two
she had a fever and was really tired all day
so I'm tucking her in and I keep asking her
if she's O.K.
She says she's sick and her head hurts
she thre...
Posted by Bill on Wed, 29 Nov 2006 09:25:00 PST |
These Things I Believe |
Darwin was an evangelical christian with epilepsy
he's also retarded, his father is what you would call
a pure scientist.
Epileptics rent the veil, like a tenant geisha
they remember pain under anesth...
Posted by Bill on Thu, 23 Nov 2006 12:03:00 PST |
~ |
The desert sky is stripped away
Nothing between you and the stars.
Desert flowers stubborn and colorless,
They only open at night,
the smell is almost overpowering
all of them a peculiar shade of blue...
Posted by Bill on Thu, 16 Nov 2006 08:55:00 PST |
you call that a moment of clarity? |
The bees are in the celery again
and I think there are experts in the field.
I saw one chatting up the scarecrow.
There's nothing you can say to an expert,
the only language experts understand,
bird s...
Posted by Bill on Wed, 15 Nov 2006 05:30:00 PST |
