Thursday, November 24, 2011


Telling night-dreams like I wasn't there

This time we say goodbye in a strange light

There is squinting & hats

This time I'm crying: Don't cure my fear of thunder.

Monday, November 14, 2011


We can be like pillows of sand happiness

Dancing and moving retired monsters

Dunes through your daily motion

But only if you wanted

Friday, November 11, 2011


crashing now
it's harder than then
cut crosses and hypens

& whisper into mine
they're both the same
the insides the insides

birds and birds
we are wires and
our collapse

tarmac running
three in a field

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

A Poem A Day - 3. Tiny Tiny

Mother mother turned to me she listens like cats with big eyes and tiny tiny
Gentle stirring, you try too hard & work too much be gentle gentle

Sitting there with your long blonde hair you look look certain like 75 ladies
Crouch by here & by her and tackle her long winded problems
She's only got you small small & other things //

Don't frown like that furrow smashing light bulbs into cross-chambers & &
_____suddenly there's not much since and after there's nothing really
God I miss you God I miss you God I miss you.

But only sometimes & then other ways appear and we run long handed
against the brisk and sharp & against the cold and dark

And little lights appear and we snatch them up like children
This is ours this is ours this is ours.

Monday, November 1, 2010

A Poem A Day - 2. Never

I held your eyes today
because I thought it
was probably/definitely
the correct & right thing

to do

but it goes on too long
and you lose interest
_____craning and
jerking formidable little

we just stop here a
second because I/me
an, I don't really think
this is working, I/me

Sunday, October 31, 2010

A Poem A Day - 1. Hallo Hallo

I neglected you small_______

greater I forgot &

maybe I didn't care very much or maybe

smite / smote

feels like crumbling touch & outwitted by

a year previous

/year & a half


Throne in the saddle

flicker wick & tackle

head long _______

master plan in waiting &

& it's all alive again

sweating smiles & upper

fascinated by the ceiling

because it is so & so beautiful in comparison.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Sweet Little

you can't know I love flowers.
I give you _____biscuits to
calm your breathing & blowing
heavy sky-like birds

with natural smiles hiding
_________coffee stains & good frames//
don't save bad voices

You never took your time so I never
took the time to say good and other stuff like ________________________________bye.

If I called you Half-Wit would you
smile/clap/toss smart
constructions of music at me? Slash
point at scrapping cats.

Only half I know
is the girl to become
sweet sweet sweet little.