Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Discrete Facing Quality Below

No name stood out
so necessity took the bait

Developing career
then from that point backwards

Good news is coming
now it’s gone and you still
crave unhealthy food

Truth travels in small packages
opened by the wrong person

Why ask a question
to get attention if you’re not
a spoiled child?

Stay connected by going to sleep

Showings nightly by victims
of the forecast made each morning

One hand doesn’t know
what the other is doing
to gain the upper hand

Projecting an image
that controls all the info
we have about freedom

Between want and need
is wisdom everyone needs
but no one wants

Extra exits all around
when darkness closes early

Petitioning for a change of scale
raised on influence

Continual attempts stop
to dislodge fingers clawing at
years of neglect

Friday, August 19, 2011

SURVIERAL

Because money in each person
before the abyss

What you come from
Mother animal instinct
to be increasingly hidden

Against mind bitter in illusion
Against rich envy in garden sun

Still delicate pale silver
netting clings to veil
as submission to one nature
is remote labor fashioning
cloud of greater meaning

that your soul can use
while stuck in traffic caused
by endless delay

Monday, May 23, 2011

Iterlogue (20

Chain of minutes losing then
regaining link to force I believe
must go beyond perception
from a common trade

Fabric of the naked uniform
reveals needless erosion
in sunlight’s display window

Indifference appears muscular
but cannot move when captives
rip the flesh that rules all

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

ITERLOGUE (19

Hangs over man waiting on
child he never was

Watches stars after funeral
devours best part of the sky

Adds to infinite crumbles in hand
that no one can reach

Exists in one place primarily
to show those present
the reason why

Saturday, April 16, 2011

ITERLOGUE (18

Compromise content aided
by tradition covering
an open-ended question

Every tale in which mind
triumphs through answers
that enable workers to
give up the fight

Enveloping the system as
a feedback loop increasing
the risk of cycle revulsion

Shots fired across globe
bolstering boundaries
that can’t be trusted

Weight given to verdict
delivered by demands of
self-preservation

Cutting what we remember
of wonder down to size

Tuesday, March 29, 2011

ITERLOGUE 17

Angle of collapse is raised
during business promoted
to gain permission humming
with powers that be

You may not know it but
defender brainwashed those
shameful about resentment
in town where certain forms
of behavior are confused with
attack on the public arena

To withstand burden from an
anonymous desire requires
notice of position taken
far too seriously by denizens
of hope brushed aside

A serene independence is
aware of the absurdity caused
by dirth of free interruption

Do what is necessary
we say while making art rage
against the price paid to
satisfy our need

Monday, March 14, 2011

ITERLOGUE (16

Wet sox left under the waxing
moon of those not admitting
belief in a long day’s work

Someone reached for the bell
announcing holy war in a field
behind my father’s desk

Another departure fitted with
a frame that I invented
and then dug up in the cellar

Twin features of obsession now
making a ghost enlist and steal
eyes out of their orbit

Account selected with a hammer
when lifting or crushing slabs
afraid of everything else

Like award for diligence
by entourage stuck between
appointments and a subject

seemingly incurable that copes
with hogwash religion until
zero decides to play fair

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

ITERLOGUE (15

Faded orders filled mansion with
slush from bankrupt strategy

Expert witness for prize breakdown
Mind body request granted to name

found at museum of anxious hunger
Money and more money to support

project connecting dots of string
theory at odds with every headline

Amnesia drugs employed by
doctor that says what he is told

about midpoint of life smelling
flowers that don’t help condition

passing through airport searching
pockets for an address thrown away

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

ITERLOGUE (14

Fragile sense illuminated under
tricks wedged in accomplishment

Wretched compels ooze to choose
ceiling agenda and suspension

Strips of oblivion straddling piano
Chalk white room with oil spread

on bodies for daylong operation
Scalpel slices expectation of

wrinkles raised where mechanic
puts retina over each pile of flesh

Moist shells protect pride that
shields artificial tops from disaster

I avert glance dazzled by unknown
impulse suddenly grabbing wheel

stuck on outcome determined by
neighborhood I try to awaken

Saturday, February 5, 2011

ITERLOGUE (13

In a garden leaks dome of
plastic across the hedge

Mud attempts to drag brain
through narrow slits with

grunt between manicured
sections that fly from wound

in space above stone circle
Helmet of grey proceeds on

its unalterable course toward
the house of a man squirming

to admit cells gripped by fear
of layers surrounding a profile

prepared to experience why
nutrients are stored with

a full burst of rhetoric on
a dim stairway before noon

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

ITERLOGUE (12

Bird-like presentation did
require phrasing imbued
with spirit that inspired
four shoes dancing to a tune
imposed on each ritual

Stage is set where puppet
manipulate bits and pieces
created on knees bent over
unsaid veracity polished like
a rifle trained on paper

There is no result better if
symptoms emerge that are
totally different from what is
being written by those who
appreciate a good audience

The bird the shoes the rifle
pay no attention to signals
that intersect the plane of
their unique melange

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

INTERLOGUE -11

Daily round overloaded with
acts of omission

Vibrant exchange faces drawn
shutter of emotion

Difficult squeeze into capsule
I receive from depths

of ill-remembered partner that
I couldn’t live without

In grief I preserve feelings drained
to the last drop

In bathroom mirror expressions
should indicate

where I retreated after mistakes
made again and again

I realized a multitude of gestures
that glow in the dark

like entire worlds hidden under
bruises left by fingers

grasping edges I find even in
thoughts that

don’t really care who I am

Friday, January 14, 2011

ITERLOGUE (10

Note glued to windshield
steaming in the humid air

Waiting in line of credit to
access contours of night

packing theater with original
sin following curse aimed

at cash machine that giveth
and taketh human value as

an angel blows kisses to a
snake proceeding on a dare

Saturday, January 1, 2011

ITERLOGUE #9

Fringes love whistling of
desert space behind a ruin

that might be mistaken for
what was once a place of

worship showing precepts
that develop the other side

Soon goes to hell enclosed
by ramparts pointing at

anomaly like wild crown or
crooked tool scratching

outline of journey inside
the beholder racing toward

wire mesh trash ticket
in the next fitness course

joining a procession that
suddenly stops on a dime