Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Honestly

I bought a pack of cigarettes
And to justify the purchase
Smoked two.
Whatever lies I've told besides
This be true.
Moving forward
Yes we can
Yes we can
Afghanistan

Moving forward
Yes we can
No you can't
Iran

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Individuals

I.
The individual is pleased to read
Writing with which he's already agreed.
Don't try to tell him anything new.
He doesn't need more directions, from you.

II.
Few things perturb people more
Than sounds they haven't heard before.
Personne ne fait pas confiance
En personne dans ce monde-ci.
C'est bien triste,
Mais c'est la vie.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I'm thankful for the food I eat,
Thankful for the sun,
Thankful for the cushioned seat
On which I rest my bum.

I'm thankful for the drugs I take
And thankful for my dreams.
I'm thankful for the millèd paper
On which I write in reams.

I'm thankful for the breath I draw
But smoke a cig or two.
I'm thankful for imaginings
I have of me and you.

I'm lonely and I'm thankful
And I'm zoned off aderall.
I musn't go to sleep until
I finish Cabell Hall.
I musn't go to sleep until
I'm through with Cabell Hall.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Alexander ran
From Pakistan
All the way to Babylon.

Babylon spread
Her gold godhead
Across the water
Like Marathon.

What unfinished business
On the Indus's West
Did Philip's son leave
For the US to test?

On a Mountain Path

Oh Dust! Scintillating Brilliant Dust!
I miss the dust misting on my skin.
Dry the throat and hair and thoughts!
Sprinkle me to bake in the oven of open day!
Remind me of the cleanliness of clear water!
Arise from off the trodden floor!
Surf the fickle breeze!
Transcend the trampling under foot!
Oh Dust! We will dance and embrace when I come home.