Your symbols seperate
Animals and man
Math creates equal signs
That shit on best laid plans
The sum is always greater
Than your whole
Clicks and your clans
My silence the pilgram
Setteled shut mouth
A sealed lip prayer
Glued up eyes
Pretending good disguise
Fake your wise
While inflating your size
You coware
Hoping wandering eyes spys
Wishing they were
Content like you
Humble pie served
To everyone but you
Your table is set
Denile is your food
The egg on your face
Reflects on empty plates
Realized empty space
And also your not that great
Who are you
But a fool
Blessed with
Simple communication tools.
(Found on an envelope. 2002)
These are a mix of poems from about 1994 until now. Most of the books traveled with me as I hitchhiked across the US, a period of about 3 years. I will give a date if I have one. I continue to write as much as I can.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
The soul ladder
I had my septum pierced
and the smell of failure
hurts my nose
Hollow needles
Surgical steel
Christmas Tree
Fonicur
Pampered
Manicure
Not just feminine
but down write
VAIN
Nothing wrong with one
The later is just lame
The ladder of soul called FAME
It matters more
You matter less
You have a ripped paper towel
and your life is a mess
The quicker picker upper
Drunk...dabbing...
Unprepared...flustered...
You can cut the cheese
but can you cut the mustard...
and the smell of failure
hurts my nose
Hollow needles
Surgical steel
Christmas Tree
Fonicur
Pampered
Manicure
Not just feminine
but down write
VAIN
Nothing wrong with one
The later is just lame
The ladder of soul called FAME
It matters more
You matter less
You have a ripped paper towel
and your life is a mess
The quicker picker upper
Drunk...dabbing...
Unprepared...flustered...
You can cut the cheese
but can you cut the mustard...
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
The Good Lesson
Trying to fit back into a routine
to sleep in a set pattern
12 on 8 off
maybe vice versa
So maybe I'll get that worm
I've been wanting
the early bird does have
a sort of monopoly on that
sort of thing
Welcome home bird brain.
I've been pondering
Dread locks
piercing
hip hop
and other tribes
I've belonged to
innumerable teens
and tweens and so called
generation x'ers
were ushered into adolescence
by the shaman called tattoo
or shaman that pierced
all shamans teach
the good lesson
weather you know it or not
these ends justify those means
most don't know what they strive for
what they rally against
and if they do they cant articulate
what they fear from above
or from behind closed doors
at government headquarters.
to sleep in a set pattern
12 on 8 off
maybe vice versa
So maybe I'll get that worm
I've been wanting
the early bird does have
a sort of monopoly on that
sort of thing
Welcome home bird brain.
I've been pondering
Dread locks
piercing
hip hop
and other tribes
I've belonged to
innumerable teens
and tweens and so called
generation x'ers
were ushered into adolescence
by the shaman called tattoo
or shaman that pierced
all shamans teach
the good lesson
weather you know it or not
these ends justify those means
most don't know what they strive for
what they rally against
and if they do they cant articulate
what they fear from above
or from behind closed doors
at government headquarters.
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
I think I smell spring
I think springs on its way
The new television season starts soon
It's getting lighter earlier
Soon it will be opening day
they'll throw out the first pitch
I saw a frozen man in that alley
once planes flew overhead
and dropped enough bombs
to level this city
I've seen a man in a mesh half shirt
with a rat tail rob this Pony Keg
I think I smell spring...
Tension Tamer Tea
I sat up all night
though my eyes were closed
all I saw was you
my tension still hasn't been tamed
for every cup of tea I drink
I could have another...
Was I thrown out?
should I be careful of what I wish for?
didn't you subconsciously wish for this?
It's always tough when someone
doesn't want your attention exclusively...
So stepped on ego
so slow to re inflate
the reasons you gave
I already knew
"and what bugged me about you"
You do need to find some direction
I agree
but before you choose your direction
look inside and find some passion
maybe I should take my own advice.
though my eyes were closed
all I saw was you
my tension still hasn't been tamed
for every cup of tea I drink
I could have another...
Was I thrown out?
should I be careful of what I wish for?
didn't you subconsciously wish for this?
It's always tough when someone
doesn't want your attention exclusively...
So stepped on ego
so slow to re inflate
the reasons you gave
I already knew
"and what bugged me about you"
You do need to find some direction
I agree
but before you choose your direction
look inside and find some passion
maybe I should take my own advice.
The stars calleth
I'll rake in magical text
so I might be magical next
to set into motion
inevitable consequence
for more than my two cents
The star calleth
or do I just hear?
cause I'm waiting
waiting to receive
so I'm not receiving
but inventing
nor perceiving
but retrieving
Lord Lady Librarian
using personal Dewey decimal system
to pull my memory's
from shelves used
and unused.
and I still look for proof or percent
to make my decent
rebuttal
repent...
looking towards
possible imprint
Concrete sheets
called the streets
come marked words onto you
more forcibly at me
whatever
is whats in store
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wet Reflection
Rolling Thunder,
rumbling, stumbling
incoherent night
Mirrored by the storm
my reflection is wet
Tears condense
like early morning dew
Newly cut grass
Freshly shaved faced
Thunder billows
into receptive ears
quivers my ribs
can't quantify this vibration
The air expands
and cracks...
..8 times hotter than the surface
of the sun.
Thunder's what scares me
but the lightnings what kills you
God's got one hell of a system
Who built her box?
Fractal lasers
cloud to surface
and across the sky
The thunder rattles my cage
makes me crave freedom
Watch me dance through the rain.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Spooky Tooth
It's so random
It's the truth
the kids say something
I like her spooky
spooky tooth
Sherlock Holmes
is the sleuth
Lincoln shot
John Wilkes Booth
I like her spooky tooth
She says she likes
Hip Hop
special tooth
colored butterscotch
Missed the doubles
on hop scotch
never had a partner
at double dutch
I like her spooky tooth...
One part trailer
with the mouth of a sailor
stand off attitude
good luck being her dude
she spouts out facts
wants to act
much better at slack
But, I like her spooky
tooth
I hope her snaggle tooth smile
let's me share lives
for awhile
the value of everyday...
Monday, October 10, 2011
Be someone else.
Be someone else
They'll probably do different
than you
Have you tried
all your tricks
or you got something
new?
Why not change?
shit, you could
even keep your name
your face
your life
to me it's all the same
You could be
someone else
while still remaining you
thinking differently
not better
just new.
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