9/15/10

woke up
to a teacup
served by ma.
grabbed a ride to the place
to help out with some hunger.
a man there
had the habit of punching the thin air
his demons must've been less transparent
than others.
walked to a friends
but met halfway
to receive a gift i could light.
instead of a wipe-down
there was an egg&swiss sandwich
& one meow of relief
as the dentist called.
back to a playground
where lawnchairs
became bowling pins
and the woods hid us from
property damage.
at home
a wall
just for me
played smiles that
i need.
too much chicken/ice cream
sleeping on a nauseous couch
-
the leaves are starting
to catch my eye
more & more now
and i'm back home.

fallaugh

a jacket that's been lost

& had been had

since what seems like

infancy

is found in the back of a close friend's car

right as

the first bleak breezes of fall

give birth to blow

tobacco to burn faster &

my hair to mess easier,

-

the covering itself

is less of a reward

than the basis of :

common possessions

of your own worth

always make way

-

back to bethink

-

as the earth alters it's fancy

once again.

goodforeverything

when there was a chance
to look past the expanse
of what our eyes would usually see
only a heaven's blur developed
& a cloud with obvious personality
cycled through hue & shape -
quickly & oh-so-sharp
that ten digits of fog
animated their way upward
before
interlocking and becoming a knot
to mock the limits of flesh -
to give us a jealousy to smile at because
realization was overbearing
when this vision of our perceiving
holding hands meeting joyously with mystery
faded to reveal the sun.