Even Handed

                                                                Skippy Dog Woods

so much more than hood

so much more than good

He has taught many

and loved as many more

Counting stitches in scars

never keeping score

the man who taught me

pizza crust

bread sticks

How a real man takes his licks

punching faces

not kicking dicks

The man who taught me

"The world ain't shit,

and most the people in it ain't bout shit."

He turns

and walks away

everything he owns

held single strap backpack

connected, alone

even handed

see's through the crap. 

Be a fountain not a drain

Be a fountain

not a drain

A good night

never lets on

how many dragons

they have slain

The existence of bane

be a fountain

not a drain

Bubbling good stuff

confidence, doesn't equate vain

be a fountain not a drain

Filled up

placed downhill

better placed radiant

routing while spouting

Never get your fill

A Solice Reminder of a Trip Out the Window

It's always happening the same,
I guess the way fated upon the stars
An Irish immigrant treated like a black man
no offense to either

A solice reminder

of meandering in sunlight

born from a drunken pledge

to almighty spirit Geia, Jezebel

and always to be affiliated with the moon.

Pan

And so it's begun

the Eiffel tower is leaning like Pisa

for me, it's tilting like a pinball game

that you just knocked or kicked

or maybe threw out the fucking window

threw you out the fucking window

My lines are interrupted by lines...



Cold Cancer

Your cold cancer

gets bigger

Your wet life

so slow to dry

wringing, wiggling

Making half assed decisions

that wont stick

cause you don't adhere

Please steer clear

you have something to fear

make sure you hear

Not receiving

from laborious adventure

enough to eat

or money to

I perceive my retreat

stopped eating meat

set between hot sheets

blood on the streets

Willey with deceit

Low laughter

growing in one direction

which is up

into an increase in volume

and so the decibel's have it

my drums are eventually shook

But I still deny

that corrosive cackle

for it doesn't feed me

and lay me down

nor does it pat my back

or kiss my lips

It only does this

which is laugh

manically.

1997

Big Steps

What is to become of your humble narrator?
What if I tried to live my best life?

Trying is lying
doing is pursuing

Life long dream
however small
or out of reach

I can't compete
till I do em' complete

Pulled from a hackneyed  existence
by family and friends
and set into motion
by a hug not a kick

Only one prerequisite
I've got to kick
that junk
that shit.

So now I rage
"Bring it on"

"My Soul is Sun"

"Bring it On"

Karma's Arms

Karma has some long arms

tonight they patted my back

That a boy

for past good deeds

A spring rebirth

amidst death crunch

autumn leaves

Good thing I didn't get the sleeves

I wanted as the younger me

The laws long arms

are just a fingernail shorter

with her hands over eyes

she tapped law dogs shoulder

my better thoughts right

I am growing ever so bolder

Karma points me out

but legal big toe gout

made them aware

hang my hat

on reasonable doubt.

Uncle Daddy and the Family Secret

Family secrets

you aim to keep it

The dastardly past

the mold which

you were cast

We are not

preordained

to join the cast

to act the same

Lips are sealed

locked key

thrown away

unzip the lip

to share the pain

keep them sealed

Outside eyes

only see sane

8/17/11

Swagger

The modern day poet

sparkles from the ears

His prose reaches millions

repeated over years

Worshiped and copied

by kids he'll never meet

Envious enthralled

these poems 

of the street

Don't tell me

poems don't sell

see this piece

hanging from this chain

I may not have 

the poets heart

but I have paper

and words

on the brain

8/09/07

Mine

If I keep secrets

I do so

to spare feelings

maybe mine

maybe yours

it doesn't matter anymore

their mine...

The blood of great men.

The blood of great men

courses through these veins

Dead men's unspoken

wishes for the future are

pumped by our hearts

Would the have given

their names to be

paraded around

by boys not half the man

they were at 18...

Surely their hope didn't

lay in the sons of baboons

ignorant buffoons

Happy Birthday balloons...

100 years

teeth gnash

in whirling gears

The sacrifices made

by the ones before you

Laziness should abhor you

The blood of great men

courses through these veins

Homestead

the trail of tears

Conquering all your fears

Manifest Destiny

The one's that stole it

for you and for me...

The blood of great men

courses through sinewy veins

Articulate

Heart Artery

Grab your horse's mane...



Satisfied?

Its not going to start the same

no lame brain

criminally insane

wearing the lions mane

I Biscayne or drain

Bring your hands

and your weights

maybe your bible

a young mans escape

from a barbed

and nickel clad

smile denial

a rusted and dim

set of fingerprinted bars

oh I wish for a candy bar

a mars, a snickers

I'm satisfied

dipped in batter

and deep fried

my pain is killed

my bar bitch you ate

a mistake of course

a trail led off course

my face is coarse

not my face

my hair is coarse

my teeth are brushed

with decadent peppermint

I usurp the government

no longer my pimp

I  work for myself

I drive my own car

gassing up I see a Texaco star

than not soon

a light rose

above that

concreted sign

my friends from above

once back

just to wine and to dine

"The tea is on" 

I screamed just to shout

my hands are warm

my body is numb

my violence is not dumb

A D & A

wait a B

C me

feed me

read me

a paralegal deeds me

sauce me

don't cross me

obviously a loss to me

1996

Unshielded

I am here

for all to see

blessed, wretched

unyielding, free

Play me

one of your songs

Tell me

all your great ideas

Help me

wave my

freak flag

As if I need help

and because you are me

unyielding

unshielded

FREE!

8-10-11

10:48pm

Debauchery and Regret.

1. He is revered
2. while she is smeared
3. amorous conquest
4. extension from front desk
5. a little cleavage
6. is not side breast

It took me

up to umpteen 3

just to figure out

who I wanna be

Yeah I pulled some rug

before I figured me out

above wet fingers

wet lips

wet snout

I died to do them

the hunting

the pursuing

animalistic

primal

clueless

My libidos victory's

Name tag: stud

her moniker: slut

same urges

same feelings

teenage angst

hormones squealing

same urges

different curses

admired

and shunned

never meant to hurt anyone

Debauchery

Regret

well groomed

un kept

the hypocrisy

baffles me

the stud He's supposed to be

partners

like  a whore for free

am I a stud or am I a slut

you gotta big dick

badonkadonk butt

society placed

genders unfair blame

this games insane

genders tight twist

where do you wanna

stick your dick...

8/9/11

Dazed Rebellion

I've sat in the sun

in dazed rebellion

I've sipped from

silver chalice

I've slept

in mud.

I ate what you discarded

pulled through plastic body bag

from behind Americas lunch time

headquarters

I've walked under

the reddest redwoods

tasted bulging strawberry's

plucked straight from their nest.

1997