Whistling down the alleyway on a Tuesday afternoon while the rain is pouring down –loose notes without a tune. He wears a shadow ‘cross his eyes , his jacket’s made of sleep, and in each pocket jostling are heaps of tasty treats. Not candies; no, no lollypops, no sugar-laden fare, but songs and words and […]
Platypus jowls : next time someone yells out in frustration and I’m around, “Platypus jowls.” I’ll say it, is what I mean, as a defense mechanism, not for me but for society (so grand, so grand); just blurt out “Platypus jowls,” and then they’ll look at me, bemused, and I’ll just be there in my […]
Last night, sick and in want of candy –in want of candy knowing nothing would make me sicker than a sampling of sweets– I came to the realization that the number of M&Ms I’ve eaten , in my life, up to this point, is greater than the number of years I can ever hope to […]
The wave breaks and the sads wash over me. But they don’t stop there. The sads keep on going until they hit San Francisco and Los Angeles. Before long even the highest graffitis are covered in sads. Business offices are flooded with sads. The yellow legal pads of lawyers and novelists are drenched. There are […]
A Poem for Wednesday, 9/13/17, because I forgot to post that day, and now this poem will carry this terrible title forever
I thirst for poetry on garbage cans and rhymes about graffitied city walls. I want to read about the cracked sidewalks all bleached and dusty pale under the sun. Enough about the rocks and trees and sky; enough about the creatures of the earth; enough about the ways which humans die; enough about the forms […]
When you look at me like that I want to know what it means to be an otter or a penguin not because of the look but because you’re looking and I just happen to be thinking those things.