Wednesday, March 29, 2017

I don’t even know why 
I’m tethered to the word
I know what I like
I know what I hate
I know what bores me to tears
I know what annoys me
deploys me
underscores me
I know what has nothing to say
I know what you are
what I am this time
I know what will change
when the words
hit the rhyme
and the backbeat rebels me to fears
I may have forgotten
those words when
they meant
the stuff purely rotten
things I don’t say
when I want to play
the garden
when the beat was
uplifting
when the song was
a drifting on a Montauk sea
I know that you got
the challenge in me
like a clown on the wire
like surfboard on fire
like a man who knows when to
quit the desire
I love you beyond
the why
I love you here
on drunken denial
I love and music is our
special friend
I love you forever until our end

Friday, March 24, 2017


Glare

on an inkspot
an argument
trial by fingerprints

Glare

on a shadow
a sweat stain
tunnels through restraint

Glare

from decision
a revision
mistaken for benevolence

Glare

when the answer
reels up
smacks the heart with insistence

Glare

at the bottom of
the blood red glass
desk lamp the focus on the ask

Glare after all

Glare before fall

Glare when it ends

Glare will begin

Glare

like the poet said
in underground rhyme
this brutal heart with the hole is mine