Saturday, January 21, 2012

Nerves

Some unclean thing
has seen into my soul.

I am sick with it --
its many reptile faces,

Its cold, dead eye.
Its lips clap together

and his many minions
tear my body to shreds.

Bless us, oh Father,
forgive us our sins.

Give me back to the angels
though I have grown thin.

Lion In Rut

One tawny paw
massive as a child
rests velvet
on a straw-colored back.

He is in his prime.
He roars, and she submits.
It fits like a fist
in a glove.

Love on the hot savannah,
a wild rutting
and steaming meat.
A feast.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

A Little Bit of Truth To It

Have you finally wearied
of the firing squad?

Whatever their excuses,
they and their bullets bore me. I look forward

To surprises for once.
People can still surprise me.

Number

A friendly face,
a warm place:
reminders of tears I've shed

At kindnesses shown me.
The bumblebee
swerves to miss flailing

arms, fat little arms
of the children we once were.
Loneliness had yet to meet us.

This winter the government
sent no checks. The line
outside St. Anthony's is alive

with hubbub and rapport.
Slop, salad and a bit of bread,
the prayer of St. Francis above the door.

Do not scorn me. You are bored
with the silence in my head.
Sit a while and let it sink in.

List

The psychopaths' campaign of lies
Aimed at the gaping hole in my side.

Mockeries of thoughts I've had.
A man's face falls. He is sad

To see what I should never know:
Scarlet droplets on blank snow.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Virtue

Erosion tells a tale
the elements forget.

Rivulets mark cracks
in the sandstone. A net

cast across rock
to catch the truth in.

The water tells lies
whose shape is sin.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Meretricious

Written for music

Another day, another holler
Another gig, another dollar
A spun out boy, the bathroom stall
My ex wrote my number on the wall
He didn't see, this boy with me
My name tagged with a Sharpie
Black writing pressed to his back
As I unzipped his pants
That's right bitch last night I got your man
Don't be a fool
Girl this'll learn you
Call me trash
I got your cash
See you sister
Hate to be rude
This little twister
Always got this attitude.