Twenty Five Seconds of Vision
there was a marina
surrounded by
plastic in the shape
of boats next to a wide
river with trees at either side
near the foot of a mountain
where an antennae was on the peak
a few miles below the airplane
that disappeared into the cloud
as things faded back to blindness
Sunday, November 8
Saturday, November 7
my poems have always been love poems
Painless Ain’t Touchy
I walk around town
in midday sunglasses
elegant flight
of birds above
I hear echoes
shake em off
I lean on the garbage can
and study the trashifacts
they don’t seem so bad
to me from here
they are powerless
I trip on the sidewalk
bodyskid and all
laughing and all I get up
shakeless knees
the terminator continued
because of programming
my emotions power me on
I continue towards you
and no one is shooting me
but if they were
no bother
bullets ain’t got shit
right now
effortless overcome
we will tower over me
protecting me to find you
I walk around town
in midday sunglasses
elegant flight
of birds above
I hear echoes
shake em off
I lean on the garbage can
and study the trashifacts
they don’t seem so bad
to me from here
they are powerless
I trip on the sidewalk
bodyskid and all
laughing and all I get up
shakeless knees
the terminator continued
because of programming
my emotions power me on
I continue towards you
and no one is shooting me
but if they were
no bother
bullets ain’t got shit
right now
effortless overcome
we will tower over me
protecting me to find you
short watery poem
Usnuss
There are these two
lakebed stones
touching that
fish as I
pull reel
and up it
towards
There are these two
lakebed stones
touching that
fish as I
pull reel
and up it
towards
mumpkin poem
I’m Gonne Wrap My Arms Around You
sometimes when people dig
from one side of the earth to
I know I cannot dive in
then I will fall
through and off
but if I leverage
against this
rock
there will be slow
stretch armstrong action
and I will feel this entire distance
enduring the core
of the planet
to touch you
sometimes when people dig
from one side of the earth to
I know I cannot dive in
then I will fall
through and off
but if I leverage
against this
rock
there will be slow
stretch armstrong action
and I will feel this entire distance
enduring the core
of the planet
to touch you
Friday, November 6
poem while imagining
Power Makes Me Cry
sometimes when I share
my emotions publicly
I am overtaken
and cry
like a little
because I am so
happy to be saying
that exact phrase
to someone
after thinking it
so long
sometimes when I share
my emotions publicly
I am overtaken
and cry
like a little
because I am so
happy to be saying
that exact phrase
to someone
after thinking it
so long
Wednesday, November 4
nonreligous poem
Forest of Gosh
where the dirt is
that is where I lay down
there is no hippo nearing
I smell nothing
am free
of fear
for now
I roll from my stomach to my back
just to stare at the sun for a bit
I swear
in that moment Of white light
overtaking eyeballs
I saw the shape of you
like a body in the doorway
of the bedroom
late at night
shake it off
I doublecheck
no
you are not descending
not just yet
where the dirt is
that is where I lay down
there is no hippo nearing
I smell nothing
am free
of fear
for now
I roll from my stomach to my back
just to stare at the sun for a bit
I swear
in that moment Of white light
overtaking eyeballs
I saw the shape of you
like a body in the doorway
of the bedroom
late at night
shake it off
I doublecheck
no
you are not descending
not just yet
cryptic poem that isnt scared
Made of Bloods
I am
it has been proven to me
through force
there are birds and leaves
floating on air currents
twenty feet above my heart
and just below the tops of trees
right now
nothing is wrong at all
no retreat
nope
I know what
I am made of
I ain't scared
I am
it has been proven to me
through force
there are birds and leaves
floating on air currents
twenty feet above my heart
and just below the tops of trees
right now
nothing is wrong at all
no retreat
nope
I know what
I am made of
I ain't scared
Sunday, November 1
baseball poem, happy world serios.
I Talk To You Like I Pitch Off a Mound
highandtight
fastballs that
movelike
curveballs
highandtight
fastballs that
movelike
curveballs
Wednesday, October 28
moving poem
Close Up It Is Ground
mountain near a road
that nears as you drive
through the fog
towards your exit
mountain near a road
that nears as you drive
through the fog
towards your exit
Tuesday, October 27
poem looking towards
Soothentually
I hear horns
roll on the blanket
I long for your eyes where
my eyes are staring I vision
I welcome that hornet
the sting is no match
when you are soothing
yes yes I say
to myself
I know
patience
slow motions
not a bird startled
not a cat
we have grace
eventually
I hear horns
roll on the blanket
I long for your eyes where
my eyes are staring I vision
I welcome that hornet
the sting is no match
when you are soothing
yes yes I say
to myself
I know
patience
slow motions
not a bird startled
not a cat
we have grace
eventually
poem from today
Traffically, Water in the Morning
many cars moving long distances
along highways in spread out packs
semi often burst of speed
brakings
I see the crack in the windshield
and reason my way around fixing it today
I am already late and behind
but alright I guess
because I am carry on
many cars moving long distances
along highways in spread out packs
semi often burst of speed
brakings
I see the crack in the windshield
and reason my way around fixing it today
I am already late and behind
but alright I guess
because I am carry on
poem needs to think
Sometimes I Avoid What I Witness
walrus on top of the house
roof hitting floor that gives way
to hit the floor below it
dryer underneath a walrus
this is the kind of stuff
I think about when I am trying
to escape from something meaningful
that will move me
back into this
scary calm
hornet hat
elephant factory
goddamm it
I’m at it again
I’ll just guard the floor
and think about things
for a longlong while
walrus on top of the house
roof hitting floor that gives way
to hit the floor below it
dryer underneath a walrus
this is the kind of stuff
I think about when I am trying
to escape from something meaningful
that will move me
back into this
scary calm
hornet hat
elephant factory
goddamm it
I’m at it again
I’ll just guard the floor
and think about things
for a longlong while
poem near food
Microwave Carousel
I am sitting in a chair
and thoughts are shuffling
like usual these powerful
are just in and out and
I am making faces
alone in this house
I am sitting in a chair
and thoughts are shuffling
like usual these powerful
are just in and out and
I am making faces
alone in this house
a poem that flies
Heartrait
feet on sidewalk
far below
the thunder
green clouds
you know what I mean
I meet you in the middle
of the street
here a few feet
from the pothole
tornado nearing
no matter
take my hand
we lift
into the air
rotating
our feet pulled
awayaway from
each other
violently
we are toss
we are landing on the metal
but there is not let go
no no not this time
we are cradled in
the raised hydraulic arms
of a demolished bulldozer
without opening my eyes
there you are
I feel fine
feet on sidewalk
far below
the thunder
green clouds
you know what I mean
I meet you in the middle
of the street
here a few feet
from the pothole
tornado nearing
no matter
take my hand
we lift
into the air
rotating
our feet pulled
awayaway from
each other
violently
we are toss
we are landing on the metal
but there is not let go
no no not this time
we are cradled in
the raised hydraulic arms
of a demolished bulldozer
without opening my eyes
there you are
I feel fine
Sunday, October 4
hungry poem of sneak
opening and eating
When there is a face
on the carton
i imagine it
is your face
I kiss near the milk
on this photo
of someone
missing
like you
were
but I found you
I found that face
that is your face
not just reminding me
of your face
pouring
placing down
looking forward to
you walking in that door
so I can spill this milk
as I flip
the table to run
towards you
like you have
been gone
from here
for years
When there is a face
on the carton
i imagine it
is your face
I kiss near the milk
on this photo
of someone
missing
like you
were
but I found you
I found that face
that is your face
not just reminding me
of your face
pouring
placing down
looking forward to
you walking in that door
so I can spill this milk
as I flip
the table to run
towards you
like you have
been gone
from here
for years
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