Sunday, April 13, 2008

I miss Thursday due to granite growing
from my right rib, cragged and grey the way
some rocks are, sharp and bearded, tres
Godly -- like I used to think God rolled.

Boulders crush my dreams consistently:
Rock v. Mouse since 1993.
Wasps and butterflies, my audience,
Float and sting and make me question Chance.

And overall it's difficult, agreed?
Strangled into life repeatedly,
Some of us grow stronger, some retract.
Baby hearts in NICU flash erractic
Measures on the monitors.  Nurses
gather close and pray to end this curse.

Wednesday, April 09, 2008

On Sunday, we drove to Egypt,
ate watermelon, fought sleep.
On Monday, we drug the cat out,
sat our asses on grey heaps.
On Tuesday, a headache drove home
water lilies rooting deep
through waters of my unconscious,
strategizing beyond keep.

Saturday, April 05, 2008

Olives, Cash Flow Projections and Me
coffee cup sidled newly by, orange pen
the pharmalady gave me when I went
in for Nystatin for my son who is scratchin
like his life maybe depended on it.  
I put my arms around him and tell the itch
you can go now, he won't worry anymore,
be gone itch.  But itchin just be itchin
for a while longer, until we file our gander
under the goosedown, until we flower 
under the bride grown, until we hunger
beneath that black doom.  Bridegroom.

Friday, April 04, 2008

You motherfuckers, you
You give me back my caps.

You motherfuckers, you
You Give Me Back My Caps.

Thursday, April 03, 2008

Write fast. Don't think.  Get it out before it shrinks
under the gun that shatters the windows, under 
the oven that delivers the buns, clad in diapers,
shitting milk duds, pharmaceuticals, ancestral traces,
elemental retards choking the very heir they breathe
through.  Me, too.  Me, too. Me, too.

Wednesday, April 02, 2008

My eye
started twitching
the day my father died.

It's been 9 months now, 
twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, 
twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch, twitch.

To whom -- to which -- shall I apply
my eye? Now that he's gone
down deep inside?

To whom? What? Who? Where?
There, just there, deeper,
beyond despair.