Do they have pianos in eternity?I wonder if my fingers will find the keys,ghosting melodies into endless air.Above, the cephalopods twist.Heaven’s creatures curl their slick embrace,tender and obscene,around the unguarded essence of angels,who arrive mute, shivering,their first thought always the same:“This is not the light I imagined.”Here, at the cliff’s edge, I linger.The weight of…
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Regret
In that final call,Something in his voice— a shadow, fractured, trembling,something wrong beneath the words,the weight of silence thickening.I should have stitched some comfort,threaded solace through the line.His despair, a dark seep,unwelcome guest in my hours,a stain I carried,though I turned from it.And then, days after—the news fell,a stone into still water,rings of should have,rippled…
Hair
Hair growsLike an ugly flowerand thenIt doesn’t grow like a comment on reality and thenyou die November 6, 2024 SGL Brunswick, ME
Faiku
Here is the real truthI am so very unique Like everyone else Nov. 1 2024 SGL Brunswick, ME
The Quickening
(WR) The first stirrings, a preludeWhere pleasure wakens, gentle as breath.the point of parting, of plunge and pulse,A press, a joining, struck into depth.Then, where the bodies holds their edge,Rising on will, restraint its own warmth;and it grips, grips, and trembles,The thrill no longer patient to partlike a fever breakingsolar flarethe crest, a sudden climb,A slant of stars where senses peak,a…
Asymptote
The eschatological overreach at the end of daysStretching to touch the asymptotic wonder just out of reachThe Joycean thunder word Echoing up from bottom of the wale of songThe crowd pulsingWith the sympathetic resonance of gratitude The finality of the last songThe tide still wears downThe ancient sea stones At the bass of timeAt Winterland…
Music
Every good boy deserves fruitFACEEvery clown acts funnyFriends deserve better green emeraldsOZ — not staffed October 25, 2024
Sleep
In silence it slips across my worries A quiet balm, unexpected This is not that shroud of death That we all imagine This is not the seeping arthritic pain of aging handsBut a peaceful much appreciated surprise of releaseThe ecstasy, inexplicable the joy of being aliveWaking, some time later This poem was waiting unbidden Just…
Xyprexalatel Chlorophosadic Neutrazonol
I find myself sneering with each click of their fancy red buttons* Delusions (believing things that aren’t true)* Hallucinations (seeing or hearing things that aren’t there)* Jumbled or confused thinking and speaking* Odd and random movements like strange posture* Avoiding other people* Trouble showing emotions* Having very low energy* Trouble planning and carrying out activities In quiet…
Lies
Lies are better tranquilizers None are deafer than those who will not listen The “Oh my God”iness of it allPolyester leopard print couch with matching throw ruga “rad” complementary chair The ambulance screamed by in perfect harmony withHarmonious Chords evoking Earthly ParadiseToo late for the life saving abortion of the tangled half life fetus She…