A Mouth Full of Days

Last night you invaded my dreams
and tried to make peace
when I wouldn't sign that treaty
you shot me, tore my eyes from my head
punched, slapped and kicked me
rolled me down a hill
while I sang merrily
If you taught me anything, August
it is to tell the truth
have you taken your own advice, September
or would that tear your little world down
the lump in my throat gets bigger by the week
choking me to silence
February  has it in for me

The Me That You Know

Stars burn brilliant
hypnotizing in blue eyes
they draw lines across
plastic sealed windows
the ship travels fast
from planet to planet
moons terraformed
growing corn in space
feeding cows in craters

docked at a space station
we bought some strange liquid
that made me dizzy
and bedridden for five days
stars burning in my eyes
could not work
transferring data from port to port
the ships computer scanned
and found little beings
swimming in my brain
little metal beings
rewiring me
literally
I am becoming machine
and it is O.K.
I am not afraid anymore

Blowin' Off Steam

I was trying to write something deep
But the poem was going no where
and some times, on days like today
I just want to say...
Fuck you
Fuck them
Fuck everyone
Ha ha ha ha

Dreamin'

I am not an easy man to love
some days
my manic depression can weigh tons
and be like an anchor around the neck of my love
pulling under and drowning her
in a sea of sorrow

So Sleepy

Blank today
like the pages of my journal
the human race
has out raced me
and I am so tired
I feel my age
for the first time in my life
this lump in my throat is getting bigger
blocking all the words I need to say
making it difficult to swallow
the truth

Acclimatize

Spring peeks its head
through my cracked window
and blows the pages of my book
into a disheveled mess
these seasons they pass oh so quickly now
in and out of my life
taking little slivers of me
with them
weeks fly like jets
leaving trails in my eyes
lines on my brow
I ink my skin to
be more colorful
like a preening peacock
maybe it helps me forget
the pain of days gone by
of Summers who loved me
and fled
always looking for Autumns arms
or Winters allure of stillness

Sedentary

The moon drips dreams tonight
long silver strings
threads woven into spines
of the books on library shelves
the stars flash jealousy
brilliant with disgust
at how the moon gives herself away
we read words of blue
and marvel over their meaning
stories we can not comprehend
written by ghostly hand perhaps
in a strange configuration
told in backward progression
Some days I feel this moronic
head a rats nest of memories
there is no beauty in my words
only painful reflection
and bits of the moons silk
woven into the canyons of my brain

Drivel

It is cracked
fragile eggshell
yoke
frying in a hot pan
Love boils, pops, burns
cupid falls from the sky
wings blazing
smoking
failing
impaling on his own damn arrow
bow broken
broken hearts
false starts

I Might Know A Man in That Line of Work

There is beauty in the cold wind
that blows the frosted yard
Hard grass that breaks beneath feet
Hands are blue and dry
Spade breaks dirt
It won't grow yet
It will wait for spring and sun
Dead seed
twin to the love in your heart
I shiver on the front porch
waiting for that thawing warmth
So I can move again
So the ice shard in my heart melts
You will see one day
Maybe it will be fifteen winters from now
But you will see
And I will be an old man
Old and possibly uglier

Chrome

He says that it drips
from my heart onto paper
stains my fingers red
red and black as tired ink
Too wrapped up in what you did
Leaking venom on delicate skin
Engines seize breaking metal
splintering concrete and shredding steel
I become another roadside thumb thruster
victim of fire and smoke
Rising as a time traveling charlatan
History rewinds
Laughing lunatics staple my words
To their faces
Praying that you someday
Someday
Come running back

Medicine

I am not mad like Alice's hatter
I don't believe you anymore
Your smile rings false!
Devils tell better stories
My eyes see blazing suns
Ignite my flower garden
Dry with disappointment
I hope that you look at me as your great love
The one you left behind
My belly churns and I am sleepless
I can never forget what you mean to me
Even though it would be a happy pill for me to swallow

At The Moment

I drink love from a coffee cup
It fills me with cloudy days
Long drives toward setting suns
Toward an old porch all set with rusty swing
Dead house plants wilting in winter
Remind me why we do what we do
Back to sleepless nights
Full circle!
Does that make you happy

Untitled 99

Moving through this ghost world
he sees
phantoms of past loves
like shadows in trees
leaves falling with autumn colors
Blowing away,ashes in the wind

Tidbit

Only everything is what you promised me
a promise broken
Yeah
maybe I'm still bitter
But there is a peace to living in the moment
And letting the future bring what it will

Caged Bird

I want out
out
out
open the window
let me fly
fly
fly
I can not
stand this cage
deliver me from cacophony
release me to
solitude
silence
let me fly
fly
fly
to twin moons
and empty feilds

Friday Night Fight

Where is he she asked
He said he was going home and didn't want to be bothered
Well I'm going over there he is coming out with us
Aww leave him alone he doesn't want to go out
What do you think he is doing then sitting in the dark
Hell woman, I don't know. Rubbing one out to gay german midget porn is my guess
(That got me a punch in the arm, the first of many that night)
He should go out with us, get drunk, laugh
I said leave him be. The man needs to get his crying done in peace
(This is when she made the first of many lewd gestures, she was not a refined woman)

Later that night
After she had once again run off
With another man from the bar
I came home to flames shooting from his roof
Cops and fire fighters everywhere
And I thought...
After multiple tries
He finally got it right

Heaving Swords

I am dry from too much thinking
too much dwelling
you are off having the time of your life
I am an old man
sitting looking out windows
watching taxis drop off busy people
on their way to summer streets
I miss love like arms around my waist
kissing in the dark and laughing on the phone
mine rings and I hope it is you
but it never is
not anymore
just a ghost voice inside my head
bringing tears to already moist eyes
remember me
at night when you wake from dreams your heart racing
think of me when you kiss someone else
my awkward kisses
fumbling in a dark office
giddy with first contact
I miss you now
and always
an old man
watching young love
on fresh city streets
living in a past that has dried up
and blown away

Jovian Planet

Dear ___

We have just entered orbit
around what the captain says is
the last Gas Giant in the known universe
(the navigator confirmed this to me)
It is beautiful
I have attached a photo to this message
swirling movement across its surface
I hope this reaches you
I wonder often if my messages do
If you still read them
if you still think
out here in deep space
I have been gone so so long
from our world of talk and noise
I'm sorry I left , ran away
you needed to be free of me
and this ship needed someone with my talents
I have been across light years
and not found your double
there have been alien women
whose eyes looked into my soul
and wept
Have you forgotten me and moved on
loved again
while I fought pirates on red moons
and worlds of green liquid
I miss you and our world of talk
and noise
But I can't even see
our star from this
place
the first mate says by the time
we reach home
So much time will have passed
you will all be gone
Are you all gone now
I hope these messages I have sent
have reached you
All My Love

                         __________