Monday, March 9, 2009

Thursday, March 5, 2009

new poem

The Elderly

The Elderly are now
taking Cocaine Cues
from young men
with lip-piercings,


We were
originally trained find the
infamous Heartworms Of Spirit
and Body,

and there is a difference
between the use of
abstractions in poetry and

the use of poems
as psychoactives,

Uncle Lester's ass
still hurts, too taxed to buy
laxatives. I remember, your
number ended with three sixes,


were they twos? My first sentence
had something to do with the

sickly, or
splinters covering The Elderly,

still circling
outlines of
old enemies, lost
in the city, and
bored by poetry,

we, the disposessed,
deserve some hot sex,

some hard candy...?

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

new poem

Cinema Skullz

the buck stops here so
lick my feet
and shoot this dirty animal,


filial sentiment,
bondage, or
something American,

some shadows,

and you shot a gallon
of gunk on
your mother's ghoulish tits
and your mother
is just

like you,
a real cuckoo
with credit problems
and bad skin.

back to
your final cameo,
and the softness of skulls
behind other skulls, other screens

darker, the
last scene equals many dead things,

your naked process,
your severed heel

my last lunch before war

three favorite films pt. 3