Archive for March, 2005

Two Sons, One Dirty, One Beaten (a sestina)

Sunday, March 20th, 2005

In the back of the bus the violence is unheard over the growl of the engine.
Seat across from me- He has long fingernails. I don’t trust him, picks his nose with them then smacks his son.
I am trying to kill him through some kind of telepathy.
Seat in front of me- says “sleepy” in markered art […]

Sour Beauty

Sunday, March 20th, 2005

Life is like angry sex,
something that satisfies and forces me to clench my fists at the same time.
Its filled with naked skin, cussing, climax rolling in alleyway grime.
The true love fantasy is painted by loneliness
an unloved hand swinging brush strokes.
Real love is linked by chain link,
found in puddles and gutters.
I’m talking sun up to sun […]

See Reverse Side for Poems

Sunday, March 20th, 2005

You are 50% cotton, 50% spandex. You are a size small. You are made in Bangladesh. You are made in Taiwan. You are a cool iron after wash (if needed). Tell me what are your ingredients? Sum yourself up for me in three words or less, ridiculous?
Straight Edge kids preach and sell drugs. Christian kids […]

Plastic Stars Pantoum

Sunday, March 20th, 2005

The night we saw Saturn through telescope
I swear it had cartoon yellow rings turned
toward us, like planets showing off for us.
You bought some glow-in-the-dark plastic stars.
I swear they had cartoon yellow rings turned
against us, like constellations at war.
You bought some glow-in-the-dark plastic stars,
stuck them on the ceiling above my bed.
Against us, like constellations at war
stars […]

Ode to Brad

Sunday, March 20th, 2005

The ground surges over you.
Earth trembles with the strength that you left
oozing through pounds of suffocating dirt and rock.
There is nothing growing were you lie
too much living underneath.
You- stupid teenage beautiful-
raging at 85 miles past half-life.
You only lived an eighth-life.
Laid school girl crushes aside the smoldering Suburban.
The ground rages over you
like you over it-
stupid, indestructible.