Poems Go Here (In Chronological Order)
Determinant
My brother still buys into free will
Despite the paths we see our friend’s walk
I see his footprints fill his mother’s
I hear my father when my tongue talks
Disc Redux
Tell me about this weathered wax slice
Warped by the light of the radiant sun
Let me tickle my nose with its faded sleeves dust
Big breath and motes waltz all around the room
Samhain Song
Oh Holy day of Endings
And blessed eve of Death
Hollow me out for wonder;
Cool the spark inside my breast
Mister Robin’s Neighborhood
Mister Robin, fat and feathered,
Hopping in the back yard
Bright of breast but dull of eye
Boasting proudly that he’s spry
Plumb with beetle, worm, and larvae
Thinks he’s the King of the garden
Static Hum
We are immortal
But will fade so young
Matter cannot die, still,
We are ash on the tongue
Of the great, black sky
Where all matter fell, hence,
Where all matter goes nigh
Blind sparks flash red…
Lift the Veil
What was once crisp, great rustling pile,
All bounce and crunch and childish wiles
Now mildew-wet, darkened, deflated
Jump in, slick, and twist my ankles
Well, I did ask….
Your advice is “don’t be clever”?
Well, that’s all I can be.
“Just state your intent clearly”
Lines molten inside me.
Too quick to crystallize, they harden
Ricewine Writing
What frozen chill grows in this silence
Cuts through, cut-throat, tinged with violence
Here’s to the ice-edged knife!
My tongue stuck
To piteous idol of nihilismus
BIGLY NUMBERS!!
The way people learn is through experience
Observation shapes organic education out of our existence
I’ve tried to mould enlightened lessons out of stacked traumatic turbulance
But I perceive less tribal unity than pornographic arrogance