Saturday, October 25, 2008

Worshipful Irritations

Those love lifted limbs
do not know
the depths of Him, 
who, upon seeing 
their self-indulgent tears
must turn to the angels
and beg them to strike
the "worshipping" humans.

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Two Sentence Mimic

Thomas Timothy Burgandy's pet chicken had been roasting for about half an hour when he came in inquiring as to its whereabouts and the cook named Rita Bloomer, who had only been with the family for three days, listened with her head bent over the stove and stiring the pot of chicken soup which consisted of pet chicken Skully's recently deceased and completely featherless body, all while adding bits of turnip and enough chicken broth to disguise whatever remaining flavors or tastes or traits of Skully remained. You see, Skully had come by around two, and when he returned at three Rita invited back to dinner at four.

Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Clearing

A clear-coated glassy eyed surface
Meets a skin-bladed reflection;
A torrent of red rain.
Its been a long time
Since this coming calm came.

Under black lids, like broken
Blue bottles, calm
Comes crying unexpectedly.
Its been a long time.
Days and decades finally flowing

Over rims of stone
Down soft starry skin
Pool into puddles at the
Feet of death where hanging
Limbs tear tears from my eyes.