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No one’s really watching The clock hand moves mutely Cameras are stationed inside miniature crystal balls with black glass hiding the interior I pretend they don’t exist These are UFOs and I am the government This building alone brings about the realization that there are more books than people alive in the world In here, … Continue reading


Damn I can’t start a poem with a curse Damn no one will read this and think This is poetry! Damn I mean words are alive and living Things grow and morph Damn some of us are thumbing through The past like this is life, no, That was life, now has never arrived Sooner, don’t … Continue reading

Fly Fingers

My phone muted Is no computer It’s just a ruler A call-calculator Counting my dials Recording the miles My finger pecks Have or haven’t pressed yet My hand’s a jet Flying for digits Thumb and pinky: wings My wrist’s the engine There’s no propellers Or landing gear Repeat the cycle Repeat the cycle Lunch receipt … Continue reading


Just last week we lost An employee who quit, With no two-week’s notice And no future job lined up He’d been employed here For a year and four months, No one heard him pack All of his belongings, I didn’t know he was gone Until the following morning When I was told, I mourned For … Continue reading


Mondays are like the content in the toilet You know what they say when you catch a butterfly Stars align on the darkest natural canvas Even the brightest paint looks dull from far away Measuring distance can’t be as precise as two cups Plastic flipped gives the wind a sip You can get kids to … Continue reading

Eye Popcorn

I lay Legs dangling from my nest; head Perched atop more pillows Than maybe I’m worth Posters secure an escape For my eyes – or maybe I mean my mind One flash of Michael Jordan Skying against the permission Of aerial laws, palms my west wall Even Knicks opponents watch His triumph into another galaxy … Continue reading

Elegy for Penny

Can we just pretend Good dogs go to heaven Or their heaven where heaven Is a dog park with pet cocktails Which taste like peanut butter juice? She’s in a place where chocolate Isn’t a poison that will annihilate Her insides, (we should’ve marketed Diaper-Bottoms when we had the chance) Sometimes I write things that … Continue reading


I whispered a silent wish then blew out the candles, There were nearly too many to count, One was missing; Shadowed souls ascended From the deadened remains of wax arson, While chubby, yellow-winged mammals clapped Just outside of the window; They didn’t sing, speak or interrupt They were just – there – Projections, Holograms, Angels? … Continue reading

Martian Music

Honey coated rays sting our exposed flesh As we rest underneath the halo Orb that blinds the eyes of the earth; Her enjoyable audio clutter Plays Spanish instruments in my ears English hops her way Neither of us understands what the other has to say We form a smile parade We tune in only to … Continue reading

Shift Characteristics

I’ve got to put absolutely everything into my craft Create my own punch, spike it develop my own buzz What if I had no future, can I rewrite what’s written If I escape this mental prison will my fruits produce wisdom Erasing away the worthless I’m caged in the imperfect drive to be perfect Heavy … Continue reading

Steak Dinner

You made me weep inside That day the steak molested the tile “I’ll eat it” you said I said “…” Isolated by silent thoughts; Have we always been this selfish? Have you always been so alone? Did you know we would’ve thrown a tantrum; Gone hungry, if we would have had to eat the meal … Continue reading

Life’s Greatest Distraction

An inverted sky commode Vomits a spear toward earth Striking a split second decay of darkness That peels away sightlessness Nature is more alive than I am I am the broken string on a cheap violin Melodies are woven despite my state of fracture And somehow I can be pieced together by the love of … Continue reading

The Day I tried too Hard

Welcome to everyday When I feel I’ve lost my ability (If there ever was any) to be creative When I don’t doubt if I’m doomed I question if I can fool an audience Into belief I am a magician Watch me pepper you with deceit: My word waffle is climbing off of the ceiling Peeling … Continue reading


We do not speak / Exchange pleasantries I ignore the building noise Focusing on the beep; Beep Her hands guide my groceries Across a sensor / this causes the monitor to blink After every beep She sweeps my goods then into plastic Bags become barriers There is no escape I pick them up from handles … Continue reading


“Why do we accept being ruled at work, but expect to have a voice in government?” – Eric McCarty That could get me fired Voicing thoughts like that could get me fired I’m not irreplaceable; I’m no engineer I’m no firefighter – I’m not flame retardant But there’s a sense of survival instinct Awakened by … Continue reading

Reasons: II

Idea glutton (of-) disorganized joy Fiddling (with-), fumbling through clutter Mopped out along carpet Like a playful child’s toy arrangement Following removal from (a) holding bin(s) I’m my own neurologist This channel I’m on is empty of (fellow-) viewers Forever submerged in {{static}} Silence is an illusion; the chatter I hear is endless                I can … Continue reading

Reasons: I

Sometimes intellectual dandruff shakes          away             From my Memory                    Showering                                            down                                                        from my thought-roof My comb is a chisel That nibbles against flesh Teeth gnawing off debris Feeding the air with Leaping crumbs I gaze around the brown round table of minds And retrench myself in reality; They don’t know I just left the room; … Continue reading


Blooming high beams undress the darkness of highway 55 Then disblanket the posture of a mature doe Who is as still as if breath were unnecessary At these speeds friction screams For the death of bugs sucked into the vortex of suction/ This is the deep nothingness of lower Mississippi At an hour considered both … Continue reading

Lunch and Love Poems

I’m in your arms, I typed this while watching the digits on my computer clock walk backward. Don’t let go of your hold Just allow me to fall asleep slow When my head wobbles I’m nodding-off I’ll fight this slumber until I mimic the dead Blood travels toward my head increasing the weight I’m dreaming … Continue reading


Creativity I hung my only cape at the back end of my closet; Since being infected with a virus My unfortunate immune system is about as Active as healthy young children should be; If a brain exists in my cockpit It’s got a starter button that needs a finger To lunge forward in one prolonged … Continue reading