From the 2018 Collection "The Dead Dog Parish"
I would lie with my hand on the B… I would lie with my hand on a stac… of Holy Qurans. I would look you dead-in-the-eye, and tell you a lie.
In your gut is an empire— Spells, tug of war, Holy Days, ascent, decline.
That one more, chasing the dragon, carrot dangling,
Torus, it’s shaped like, hang on, the number is as large as the planet.
(1) Under an open window I gaze out until the wonder is gon… Having run out of questions I fal… but perk up when a stray cat appea…
Every time I leave my parents’ ho… I am filled with a sweet sorrow. It has taken me half a lifetime to… and now I love them so dearly, so… They nor I are getting younger
III Too late to call vagrancy a fad, an experiment. I am too old and still at it. But it isn’t like I am separate
Formulate an agenda Make friends. Label enemies. Identify beliefs. Re-examine.
The bar room is a bed of embers fanning themselves expediently, huddling to outlast the dark. A whoosh of autumn air ruffling their complexion each time
I hear now a raucous party in the… Recognizable party tracks fun and… Laughter, joviality, intoxication… With the advent of unseasonal heat… the moment of festival and mating
I was down for a minute had to get served out can’t take what’s mine All the money in The World
A whole lifetime can go by simple and average, without change, misunderstood, or understood all too well—
Two onyxes atop another out where… the signal clear, it rang through… so loudly I frightened myself: RESPECT! I remember how often my Grandmoth…
There in the mast of the sailboat one of the many slumbering next to the spit There by the lowered sail
Want nothing from people and receive their myriad blessings… Expect from them and find an empty well. Eat less than a ghost