Installation

Something sucks the sap from my tree;

leaves me wondering what to do next.

Like a thin mist enveloping me,

wrapping me in a sweet, tender bliss.

I get caught up in it, or fight it off,

with a 1-2-3 sucker punch to the gut.

Why is paradise always in the center of the city,

mixing with the beggars and the whores?

rhapsody

when it started i was riding a tortoise shell

but was taken by circus freaks and flying ants

and put in a burlesque side show

everything was compartmentalized

labeled down to letters, down to lottery

all broken down to molecule

it became so broken, that the start was lost

side by side contentment had been eaten

the ants thought it sugar cubs

Untie This Moon

Ordinary arms cannot pull the weight of the Moon on a string.

And yet, you've made extraordinary when I am not.

You've stretched and pulled my body, taunted like the edges of the tide.

A shipwreck skillfully beaten on every shore of your incontinence.

Is it my fault you are so ignorant to sensation?

I can fell the pulling and pulsing of a world I do not belong to.

Because you have tied it to my ordinary arms, knots taut with pressure.

Undoubtedly I will crack and crumble soon under this discrimination.

You will not see it happening.

You will not feel it as I do.

Disappointed Hopes

i popped him in the jaw - he said he hated to be coddled.

we delivered futures, rolling over.

when i awoke, a wordless apology was hanging from my upper lip,

and my head spun with frustration.

his gentle breath on my brow, my spinning was lost to him.

stalled and cast onto a lover's bed.

he quickly left my lying there, rooted and made.

made to sort out my own character.