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Accepting Desolation

If the animal I am

were all I ever was

then I’d be comforted

by the smallest of

things, and my worries

would evaporate at

the stroke of my ear.

 

Instead I take shelter

from more than just

the wind, myself,

other people, this

place could be silent.

 

My grave, a foreign

home, death is my master

and I a disloyal slave.

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Nuisance

Poisoned

Harder to be obscure

Or to organize

 

But it may be better

Because you don’t know

Who, or where you are

 

Maybe your liver

Will get better

Not likely

 

Even though

This Oriental glow remains

Drinking just the same

 

Fucking god fucking damnit

Charles Bukowski

How I realize

 

How similar I am

To the likes of you

When I’m deep into brews

 

My poetry is awful

More than raw

Dripping mediocrity

 

Oh, Bukowski

How you disgust me

And how I hate myself as well

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Each Asteroid Looms

a thousand breaths

sinking tongue

moons chasing their lovers

why and how

mutual death

He has a beard

sheep falling

where she found food

unknowing

just let Him weep

inside His cave

and then the lamb

will shift the grave

(into silent space)

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Wounds Representing Winter

once our lips touch

I will have the courage

to kill myself

 

it is never enough

and always too much

sweeping blood and dirt

 

the heights are abandoned

like our souls

 

internet intellectuals

moths around a flame

 

in bed I am

 

internal badges

humility and shame

 

for no one to see

an apparition

 

the gray pony

knocks him into the sea

if only it was me

 

I want to give up these words

but I don’t know…

I barely know myself

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Consumed

All she can ask

Is for a casket

Shrouded shades deceive

As if there is a He

 

Subservience,

Imperialistic Providence

Singing seas in mist,

Metaphysical Nothingness

 

Get out of Paris

It does not exist

Everywhere: the Aran Islands,

Breaking waves in defiance