Tuesday, August 26, 2014

uncle bob

car clipped.
purple dragon speaks.
"wanna see what someone
from Auschwitz looked like?"
bullshit! from the French boul. shit.
deceit! treachery in our midst!
colors you don't get from a can.
scarred nose on a wood-stove.
blood clots so weird
cancer hurts when i eat.
i stop eating.

all this weirdness
all this isolation
and I still can't die alone?

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

keys on a piano
black and white in sequence

“way he plays
makes me hot”

blood pours from every wall and socket
clots form in the hanging blacknes

Saturday, August 9, 2014

show and tell

       She
          They
    made a diagram
      of flawed pictures
 bell rings and we forgot
    fingers that cannot
         hold a callous
      grasp softly but
            never will forget
         diagrams of false
                pictures
    shown by
       she
they