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Insomniac’s Prayer
Big Man in the Sky
Mother of all things Earth
forgive this day’s sins
the wasted breath
the refusal of touch
the denial of beauties;
everyday and profound.
New Age Source
Prophet of Consciousness
if you reside inside me
smaller than atoms,
Am I talking to myself?
when I say
You piece of shit.
You lazy fuck.
Or am I talking to God?
In a Past Life I was a Country Singer
I stand at the base of the stairs
you up above, on the landing
doing the angry finger dance
winding up for the
hurling coffee cup
In a past life I was a country singer
could make sense of the sadness
with 3 simple chords
Before that, a painter
with Wyeth-esque palette
not without talent
Before that… it [...]
Ice Dreams (with Recipe for Oblivion)
The past is a glacier
Insomnia: Global Warming
There we are
floating through the Gulf Stream
in the backseat of that car
The past is an ice cube
Remembrance: the sun
There you are
like an insect trapped in amber
waiting to be swallowed
on the playground after dark
The past is a blizzard
Secrets: black ice
Here we go
let go of the [...]
“The Physical Impossibility of Wealth In The Mind Of Someone Poor.”
(for Damien Hirst)
I didn’t write this poem.*
But it was my idea!
*So what?
Architects don’t build their own houses.
Fiction is the Best Way of Telling Our Truth
Thinly veiled, I write of our hardships
each one a tiny model sailboat
hand-launched into the dyed blue
seas of park lakes and reservoirs,
urban engineering at its Disney best.
You don’t see it do you?
Even our water is fake.
I didn’t want this poem to be about you
or us
especially (sigh) not about [...]
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