when you woke up this morning
the dust in the acidic
had already settled upon your face
those past-apocalypse seasons we spent together;
it is a reminiscent of these
when I find myself at a morality loss
rousing up in cheap motel rooms
where the continental breakfasts
don’t seem “continental” anymore.
why do we keep on running?
where do you think we are going?
why can’t we just stake our claim
on some little dingy foreign country (side) dive
and trade treason for reason?
instead of bathing today, you bathe in perfume
and sit upon my dormant cock
the heat within your woman’s womb
doesn’t placate me anymore
but it’s the slow wind of those acidic elements
that waft through your monotonous hair
that which stirs my black key stroke erections.
and each strand that rakes through my hand
reminds me of earth –
pigmen born of mud
air, where contagion spreads –
fire, hel (lelujah) in the sky –
water, a grave integrity of baptisms –
you lay your naked face against my cottoned chest
feeling for my last breath, you whisper:
you don’t know this
but you have a black picket fence
staked around your heart
a grave marker
sitting on your soul
and, you’re wearing a suit.
no self-proclaimed poet wears suits,
Nothing really to write about except for that I played hooky from work yesterday and went to see Jack the Giant Slayer and then snuck in to see OZ The Great and Powerful. Bad. . .I know. . .But it’s done and over now. So get over it already!
“Jack the Giant Slayer”. . .a breathless piece of work. My fav character. . .two-headed giant. Of course Ewen McGregor wasn’t bad either;)!
“OZ The Great and Powerful”. . .a stunning piece of work. My fav character. . .China Girl.
The following poem was one of two poems nominated for a 2011 Pushcart Prize. . .Enjoy.
Beads of sweat
trickled down slow
between the perfumed citrus folds
of her beautiful round breasts
unbeknownst to the woman
innocently directing me to the nearest freeway
under a blazing sun of 115 degree weather;
and I almost envisioned myself on her
disguised as one of those perfect size atoms
of H2O evaporating into an open of a pore
uninvited, like rape after a date of kissing and no sex
only to proliferate in the end into a bead of virgin sweat.