Tag Archives: Poems
Who Needs Meth When You’ve Got A Library Card?
I went to the doctor and the doctor said ‘No more ideas in that little old head’ So he whipped out a pen and dashed out a prescription For artistic elixirs to cure my conniptions ‘Take one dose of novels … Continue reading
Clean Up The Sides, And A Little Off The Top
“No fear of that.” I’m still thinking of the words, how they felt and tasted as I spoke them Like water, like air, like nothing at all A flavor grown undetectable from its prolific presence in my environment I think … Continue reading
If Music Be The Food Of Love, I Have A Severe Dietary Imbalance
I’m the worst kind of romantic In love with the idea of love Obsessed with infatuation A dreamer who dreams only of dreaming I write odes to ideas Sonnets to silhouettes of people I have never met I’m besotted by … Continue reading
Self-Titled Albumen
My thoughts are an egg Cook for just the right time And out pops an omelet of meter and rhyme My thoughts are an egg Cook for one second less And then the yolk is all runny, and you cut … Continue reading
La Femme Must be Free
La femme must be free You cannot lock her in a tower Tie a string about her ankle Or forswear her from conversing with or knowing other hommes How can you cherish what is chained? How can you treasure what … Continue reading
Never a Dull Moment in the Garden of Kinesthesia
I’d forgotten how it felt to not feel Not hurt, not ache or pain No thrim-throb in the brim-brain No anxieties about now, tomorrow, yesterday No scrumbled thoughts of ‘What’d I say’ This amnesia is electrifying And I want to … Continue reading
Love With an Expiration Date
I don’t know love Not the Monday, Tuesday, every other day love Not the lifelong, singsong, nothing-can-go-wrong love Not the sweetheart, work of art, till death do us part love Not the wedding band, ain’t life grand, wanna hold your … Continue reading
