Saturday, May 21, 2005

Thursday, May 12, 2005

Soap Opera

Flickering flames of burning names
Of situations never born
Of complications discarded in the face of potential cut dead
Burning brightly against blushing skies
The energetic deaths of wasted lives

Three weeks in...

As I sit and wait for memo plates
Rubber bands slowly congregate
Around my shortly resided desk
I watch them advance towards my neck
Slow winds blow in alternation
Spreading, Encouraging the congregation
Dispersed, to many, They seem to be
Laying with paperclips haphazardly
But observations and experience know
A lacky bands’ hunt is slow
Long
Stretched
And measured
Til snap! It slaps me on the wrist
Just when I least expected it

Winged Rats

Across the square through Venetian blinds
And vertical lines
I spy her rarely
But daily I reason she must appear
Yet it would seem I’m distracted here
Pigeons perched precede the view
As she glances through the room
Closet doors swing I assume drawers hang as tails fan wings span they surge
Across the air reserved for my contemplation
The outcome is unknown
Minutes pass moments grow Discussed in my head the possible ways
That your time be employed during my day

Random

Random night
Random sight
Pulling close and holding tight
Unknown eyes
Unknown lies*
Unknown broken
Bonds and ties
Feted lips
Wanton hips
Voracious quarry
Hell-shit sorry
Please don’t worry

{pause}

Not y’self but I
Sure cant cry

Don’t Try
for fear*
But
She left
you see
And

{would seem}

Took me
Leaving me
Transparent Translucent
surface Tension scratching the slivers together
intimating intensity
Emitting fallible propensity

To run

Don’t learn to love me Rise above me Show forgiveness For all my glibness

That brought You here
See and know All this show This, apparent understanding
Burns with the dew
I don’t know you
Anymore No further gore do we either need
Heed this

Just leave Cool.

Monday, May 02, 2005

Carving

Pinstripe tears
Stained my face
Disolving hope
Flooding the void

Habitat Hash

For too many pounds
Con-tempted to own
Was I a Habitat Hash.
Presented by you
Paint veins drip-dragged
Entangled shades diluted, disframed
Deposited Lakes of Brown

Rothko

Restaurant art/ Oppressed, discarded, modern disillusioned culinary Consumers/ Clouded windows contained in Grey/ Post expanded debt Ridden fingers, skilless, indisposed/ Benches breathing abused by bodies A-linety/ Crawling kisses, reduceful depths of Black descend/ Surface Scarred by Blue/ Caught clawing inconspicuous contact/ Vision impaired By the vociferous dirge of mouths impressing scant knowledge, Incomplete depression/ Co-ordinated intuitive White cloth, uniform Moth/ Drawn by struggling flames of futile fornicated dregs, elusive Dreams/ Solfusion relit offset from occasion/ Unique existance tortured Repetitive, desperate to replay, repent, rekindle, reignite/ Lovers seat Breaking part, forcing division, claiming false start/ Reproduced thoughts Internalised sought, forcefully shunned, depart