Month: May, 2014

May 18th

This is extremely disjointed, and that is the gist of my day yesterday. So, intentional in that manner, but difficult to consume none the less.


The night rabbit sits in the yard
on a small patch of dirt amidst the freshly greened grass.
He says, “I am scared. But I am watching for you.”

That is how we agree. Sit on the
benches almost broken and try not to convince one another
our bad ideas are good.

I speak to you (in terrible angels)
over strung on stimulation
whirling dervish around worn art houses.

My mind cannot unlatch
pictures of ziptie created animals floating
geometric glass tile and humans. Certain humans.

Something about the methodological flow
of basement, naked photographs; photographer
convincing the blond to pose for him,

Something of the blanket of sun warmth
yorkies in baskets
too perfect Sunday.

Some such delirium from this week’s work. My body is angered
but my mind is floating, somewhere I cannot
catch up.


dunn bros patio // the sun giving strength

I know it’s become too much in my heart
when I start writing poems about how
you’re the chorus of frogs in my head
(a different species for every mood) 

low croak tells of the depth and distance between our ideas
hi hat shows the deficit in attention
and the melody between it all makes me think anything can work.
and yet – the thoughts of a running deer flicker through 

this swamp of creatures to remind me that
even in symbiosis
I’m always trying to escape
regardless of how tightly on I hold.