Monday, January 22, 2007

Subject: No More Silence

from the pool
her pink bikini
ah,
another life

*
on the bare ground of her love
he sleeps until the slap! of a
lit cigarette wakes the burning world

*

long gray hair
this is who i am

NO~!

*

she was a trap of beauty

he was in season

*

from the ceiling
dancing feet
mine tap along

*

"whiskey breath"
i think i'll call it

searching the cupboards

*

on the plate
one pepper, a few crumbs

a tear

*

strong bitter tea
an offering
a thank you

*

long drought
a beach of dead fish

and you

*

bent old man pushing his basket
american flag waving with pride

the sidewalk wet with melting snow

his treasure?
a package of
oreos

*

nearly empty cafe
just this old writer
and a young man
wiping down the tables

*

AVANT!
what the hell does that mean?

Wednesday, January 17, 2007

yesterday i watched an old man kick a walnut down the sidewalk

Yesterday

i watched an old man
kick a walnut down
the snowpacked
sidewalk

he kept it centered
until another man
approached and gave
him an odd look

i smiled
and stepped outside
of myself

after he passed me
i watched the old man
kick the walnut
one more time


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from all the cars
and all the people
steam rises

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tired tonight and waiting for leona to get back from her meeting in grand rapids.