Wednesday, March 04, 2015

2.1401 : 3/4/09 : Reason

I make up my own reasons
why not knock them down
all reason’s fabrication
Least in Meta-town
But much as I’d like to deny
each failure hurts
And I’m so damn sick and tired
of how it all proceeds in fits and spurts


Tuesday, March 03, 2015

2.1400 : 3/3/09 : Clock

On somebody else’s clock
could be working, taking stock
seem to be getting sicker
not quite what was on the sticker
from here things seem pretty set
most change is a losing bet
the it’ll never happen quartet
playing right into my ear
and other horrors of future years
I should think of some distinction
save this non-starter from extinction
on the trash heap now so high
what, I’m an optimistic guy


Monday, March 02, 2015

2.1399 : 3/2/09 : Beaches

The profligate diaspora
of a certain class
or shade out of a bottle
whatever: tits and ass
Go conquer all the beaches
You’ve surely landed soft
well I’m no hotsie totsie
but it keeps my hope aloft
I might find my magic berth yet
hot and biting ice-cold peaches
juices drying on my lips
dark glasses gazing over beaches


Sunday, March 01, 2015

2.1398 : 3/1/09 : Excuse

I’ve got a great excuse
for skipping out
it’s Doctor’s orders
Got to be over and out


Saturday, February 28, 2015

2.1397 : 2/28/09 : No Tomorrow

There is no tomorrow for
the one you failed to say goodbye to
here I am struggling to finish
something I said I wouldn't
even try to
Another poet struck down
more sweet words are lost
Sometimes I wonder if
even God pauses to count the cost
There's no tomorrow I've
been waiting 37 years
and every greater ecstasy
came with its batch of
bitter tears
And if we had a thousand years
we still couldn't say enough
I hope at some strange angle
I'll be called upon to call that bluff


Friday, February 27, 2015

2.1396 : 2/27/09 : Ta Da

I don’t even want to
gin up the usual
blah blah blah
reach deep into your
little hole and
pull out a cliché
ta da!


Thursday, February 26, 2015

2.1395 : 2/26/09 : The Music of Failure

Is it any less a failure
to do just for doing
to fill in a blank
to check off a box?
I try to remember
all of the feelings
the joy and believing
the key that unlocks
the door to a shared place
a light across a face
seen to be a friend
I missed one last chance
still you told me to dance
and that poem doesn’t end