Saturday, October 25, 2025

getting (heck)

 

growl forever
into oblivion

we are freed
from obligation 

duty bound to
our vices. excess.

drink from the skull
of plenty. one soul

in exhalations
weaning off the humanity.

screech, and be
merry. we've waited a long time.

we're only here now,
only wailing. only scratching away.

only getting closer
to the end of the line.

 

Saturday, October 18, 2025

giving (heck)

i write simple sonnets
and only some are sometimes impressive.
only sometimes. unwind the broken clock
two times backward, one time forward

i believe that one day the dream we were 
promised will arrive in 15 minutes or it
will be free. it better still be warm
or i'm going to social media for them to

feel my wrath. feel the depth
of my disappointment. then i'll
revisit the clock's accuracy
resync myself into the person i want to be

it's always some other version
i'm not sure i'll ever get it right.

Saturday, October 11, 2025

nocturne (in mono)

 

sleep, sit with me.
ashen path to 
nowhere, night time
and the dull glow
of the horizon meeting
another today's 
tomorrow.

hold me to 
it, this slumber,
and the dreams
that come with
it. something is
going to assert
itself within me

any time now.

Saturday, October 4, 2025

aberration

i don't want you to search out the words that 
call to you
avoiding the rest of the good word
i'm using to litter the poem
good word or words in the grand
scheme we are all doing a lord's
work. 

my lord
my stars
my my

i want you to understand
this holy mess
was begat
begotten 
been given----
a name
an image
for it
to face eternity
and you'll still
wish against it
on whatever star
you cling to

my my
my love
my own

know that i
write you a letter
to preach good words
and i'll know
you'll find whatever
word you think is
good enough
and that will just
be 
the way this word
is passed. mine
will be
yours