Thursday, March 19, 2015

March 19, 2015

Route 404

Vultures coast above
the frozen war of branches.
Frightening quiet spans.

Wednesday, March 11, 2015

March 11, 2015

Duality

Sunday afternoon
TV, beer, then sharp talons
pulling at the skull.
 
 

Wednesday, March 4, 2015

March 4, 2015

Vanity
 Gloria’s boasting,
smiling at her tri-folding
get-ready station.

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

February 25, 2015

What Does the Bartender Say?
 A rabbi, a priest,
Four horses, and your mother
Walk into a bar…

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

February 18, 2015


Slack tide
A trident, sunless
and sundered. The empty hand
of some drowned sea king.


Wednesday, February 11, 2015

February 11, 2015

Spring Break, Woo!

Strands of colored beads
draped on a rack. Mojito
barf on roven wugs.


Wednesday, February 4, 2015

February 4, 2015

Death to Clichés
How should they go out?
Knocked unconscious. Pile-hitch knot. 
Tied to the cold rails.