Tag: poetry

  • George Washington Was A Surveyor

    George Washington Was A Surveyor

    There’s not much science to back it up. I dowsed for a spot. Walked toward what felt right.

  • A Light Reign

    A Light Reign

    Cliche caches in in the end. A most loyal obedient friend. It’s good to be king Of one tiny thing On which your life may depend.

  • Silent G

    Silent G

    Some of the most interesting words in the Engish language begin with a psylent consonant.

  • Taleyew Mist (You Talk Too Much)

    Taleyew Mist (You Talk Too Much)

    I’ll never heal because I feel everything. It’s all a mess, but I confess — this is my nest.

  • Con Stellation

    Con Stellation

    That’s all I ever really wanted. To be a star. Not a moon, not a sun… A star. Not famous, not a God. A star.

  • Two Neurons Diverge

    Two Neurons Diverge

    We walk backward into the future, only seeing the past clearly.

  • Process The Process

    Process The Process

    How many times in my life can I Have feelings without words? A lot to process Process the process Profess to possess Refuse to confess What words can’t finesse It looks like a mess From outside the fortress I built to harness Contain more or less Wave hands & then bless Before I digress In…

  • A Maze Meant More Than I Knew

    A Maze Meant More Than I Knew

    My letters form in shadow but will soon see light as I fill the page. As I get out of their way.

  • Are We There Yet?

    Are We There Yet?

    Bracing. Heart racing. Memory tracing Forever facing leaning In every direction at once Quantum, I laugh at you quantum To you it’s all quanta, But if you wanna Know my strong opinion your hedging when you’re keening Fear careening courseward leaning forward And I haven’t even left my chair.

  • The Sin Eater

    The Sin Eater

    That poor little sin eater in a darkened room fed artificial light and filtered half-truths and lies he gets to eat the broken fragmented shredded bits of strategically weaponized semantic psycho subliminal Sub-liminal he eats in the liminal space feeding and digesting so you don’t have to taste the indigestion.