Saturday, April 20, 2013

amnesia 4 (physics and flow)

like the smoke
that parts from her lips
and has no more cohesion
unity and sense lost
to air flows and physics
and a butterfly
no sooner landing
than taking off
so her thoughts are
even those most intimate
imagings of self
are no sooner thought
than gone

Friday, April 12, 2013


baby Jesus in the bubble
goes boing boing boing
when His Mother's eyes
meet Saint John's
across the emptiness
and her grip on the Son

Thursday, April 4, 2013


she puts her faith in omens
and pays more mind to them
than to the words of her lovers

Wednesday, April 3, 2013

poem after empress yang

rain falling
slakes off the tin roof like snakeskin
leaves petals wet and glistening

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

life takes blood

life takes blood
and blood takes life

it's the only real circle
she says, with a laugh
that's only a little bitter
a touch too sweet

you heard about her
from a woman who drinks
with the grandfather
of your friend's friend
from down the block

so here you are
(down more than one block)
where she holds court with no one
gesticulating smoke
and menacing you
with a can of beer

you brought her offerings
out of necessity if not respect
most of a bottle of jack
a pack of unfiltered camels
a lock of hair
(it's not really yours
but you can both pretend)

you just hope it's enough
it's not like you have more
(you wouldn't be here
if you weren't desperate) 

she takes what you have
laughing like she's taking you
(she probably is
this is probably a scam)

and promises you
that life takes blood
and blood takes life

Monday, April 1, 2013

amnesia 3

the girl with amnesia
only remembers her future
she is all expectation
no regret