Just a Pinch
Oct 30th
Andy’s arm already itches intermittently
Feeling frankly forward flu
A calculated corporate computer campaign
Or magic mountain merrily matriculating
In villainous veracose vivarin veins
The Kiss
Oct 30th
To capture you with my lips,
our breath exchange; to be
in your arms, flesh to flesh;
to shower with our sweat; to inhale
fragrant dance; to entangle, is
ourselves lost in dream.
Timeless
Oct 29th
“Why are you interested in saving daylight?”
Gruff whispers scattered around the chamber. Long slender microphones rattled. Crotchety confusion gripped the room and bright fluorescent lights shone down atop slicked back hairplugs.
Stan squinted into the intense glare. His neck began to sweat, trickling further down all the way to the basin of his back. A pulse [...]
The Dark
Oct 21st
We boardwalked — talking through dripping cones of cream under high ornamental lamplight — the crescent moon dwarfed by the sum of solar parts. Our eyes shied from the light; the beach beckoned below. Waves crested and crashed; we knew with our ears, but needed much more.
In the warm blind womb of the world, tiny [...]
Brickpasta
Oct 21st
“Uh, yes. I’ll have the Bottomless Brickpasta, thanks.”
“How would you like that cooked, sir?”
“…”
“Rare, medium, well?”
“Well…?”
“Excellent. I’ll take your menus and can I start anyone off with an appeteazer?”
{From the right} “Why don’t we start off with a brisketcase and insulintinis all around?” {Nods around the table}
“Alrighty, I’ll have all that out to you shortly.” [...]
Thought Train Infarction
Oct 16th
First off, there is alacrity. Not the noun, but the word itself. With no idea as to its meaning or the reason for its presence, the word has pressed itself firmly and perhaps indelibly into the deep folds of my grey matter, between the lyrics to a song about raindrops that I can’t honestly say [...]
Scurvy State
Oct 15th
In the year 2012, one year after Pirates VII made box office history, the first ever official School for Pirates opened in St. Augustine, Florida. Scurvy State offered a one year online degree fueled by the “all-in-one” mail order Sea Simulator 3000. While Sea Sim I and II were marketed exclusively by Tony Robbins’s 90-minute [...]
the long way home
Oct 12th
dim stars twinkle messages from eons past
obscured by the spires of distant fires
the dusty moon punctures the black sky
with a rusty salmon glow
erect trees hang delicately curved branches
meeting their peers for a twiggy handshake
designed to shroud me in a verdent tunnel;
through this i excitedly plummet
the hiding sun makes way for cool breezes
my jacket bellows, inflated
every [...]
potluck
Oct 9th
brother of neighbor
and friend of friend
converge under the light
of a thousand glowing balls
and a million stars
pot and kettle
get together
and call each other
not a single name
we turn water to wine…no
rather, wine flows like water
until john makes an ass
of himself and I help
the embers burn
hot and late
while countless kernels
succumb to its fiery influence
we knew the moon,
while hidden [...]
Springs
Oct 8th
Blowing kisses for the trees
Scrambling twilight miles
He points to the sky and says
Looka that
We are born perfect
Now I know
We know love —
curious compassion
Tiny arms tight ’round my neck
Making me cry
and wonder
again
free
Oct 4th
I will soak
through to the bone
some rainy days
Some scorching days
my skin will die
ultra-violently
on desolate others
I won’t talk to
a soul
or the ones i see
will treat me like
a nuisance
some fearful days
i will cry because
i miss you
on loving days
i will laugh because
we’re so close!
a god
disguised as
a vagrant
but then
also vagrants
are god
transforming
from knowledge
to experience
creating a path
from asphalt and
inspiration
would you like
to [...]
attraction
Oct 1st
how does
a forest fire
start?
sometimes
lightning strikes
quickly; naturally
some might say
this is a disaster
NO
from the ash of the fire
springs new life,
new opportunities
perhaps one day
when the time is right,
we will find the embers
still glowing in our hearts,
we can rekindle
this glorious blaze
place some rocks around it
and use its heat to
prepare the recipes of life
and
burn the forests of the world
down to [...]
cute, beautiful, sexy
Oct 1st
with empty bottles and
forgotten strawberries our
eyes swirl and
bodies tangle
not a breath of air may
pass between us;
not a single stone is
left unturned
but its not the wine
that drives this
venture to
divinity:
high tide,
the fusion between
parched land and
drowning sea,
prescribed by
neither vast ocean
nor endless beach,
presses from above–
inspired by the
omnipotent influence of
a reflective moon it
rises and falls.
the water’s edge while
always present is
always [...]
Diner
Oct 1st
Plates and silver clank around the corner; old couples in cardigans rustle their newspapers — sipping their saucers gently — savoring early hours in late lives.
