Big Bang

In that last moment before the creation of the Universe
The kitten fixed his gaze on the sweeping tip of the sleeping setter's tail
And shook his hind quarters.

Time

Time is the Cat
Sleeping on the dirty shirt
At the end of the bed.
Tail Flicks
Golden eyes Glare
Clean that litter box before
I rip your throat out.

Chaos Theory

Tornado
Chaotic, Destructive
Swirling Ripping Killing
Those Beijing butterflies must have been really pissed
Tornado

No Place

april slithers in all green with

cruelly unfulfillable promises of newness

we’ve seen this game before

been pelted by relentless rain

that runs thru the dry gullies 

on unrefreshed faces

bodies bent against

wind that is never at our backs 

suffered the unforgiving heat

of summer days too long too long

this is no season for old men

I Found Out Why

I found out why the path was less traveled
It twists through briars and up steep hills;
When the track is not hard and flinty,
It snakes through boot sucking bogs.
The trees tangle dark thick
star-consuming branches overhead.
A cold and biting wind always blows
and at the end of the road no shelter just a precipice
above crashing surf and a cold uncaring moon.
There is no turning back.
But Oh! Look at all those stars.

in progress

Foucault control delete repeat
restart
my heart
and then depart
i wondered
loony as a clown
is e e coming
then why is he running
we wheeee wheeeeeee all the way home
where the heart is
depending on what the meaning of is is
i celebrate my sexuality
with fragments of
blue tinged
intertextuality
after a Portnoy
adolescence learning to
master my johnson
did you know Caucasians are Asians
does race go all the way to the Finnish line
nudge nudge wink wink
where is the brink
the line in the sand
the red line
the green line
the sideline
sweet Adeline
i asked the shark to loan me a fin
what’s the vig
an arm and a leg
and don’t make me beg
thief
doctor lawyer Indian chief
super chief
hail to the chief
hail to thee blythe spirit
bird thou never wert
                              subvert
                                        inert
                                                 unearth
                                                             unearthly
well anyway not of this one
avert thine eyes
it wouldn’t be wise
wouldn’t be prudent
such a good student
you never get stewed
lewd
        screwed
                      tattooed
just sit and brood
i’m not in the mood
star
distant steady
gleaming guiding inspiring
what fuels your everlasting fire
star
light bright
first seen tonight
wish i might
have tonight
all that’s been
left
unsaid
unheard
unspoken
uncounted on
unaccounted for
unencumbered
outnumbered
right wrong
all along ?