Sunday, February 28, 2010

water in the log jam
that Ive redirected
with my own two hands


I want a shit factory job
dwindling old growth into
toothpicks

Toothpicks are important
in the processes leading to the
fragmentation of opinions

i no longer know where to get my information
no longer have any relevant filters


I wanna walk home from the bar and
steal your flower pots
in the queer twinkling star light

make myself a five star breakfast with my own eggs
crank up the FOlk and
insult your choice in language

Saturday, February 27, 2010

a palmately veined leaf has fallen in to my bathtub
from a hole cut into my ceiling by my landlord I
in a drunken fit we had last night

after three games of risk, a bottle of Absolute,
and lecture on Swiss ski wood working

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Sometimes......................

Sometimes your Flak cannon wont shoot right
when the Germans near by are dropping bombs
on your special pine tree plantation

Sometimes your best friends break into your house
at 3 a.m.
and smoke all your drugs
with your homosexual step brother "Eric"
with a total disdain for your feelings and need for sleep

sometimes your sister locks you in the church
and you miss the parade you were supposed to march in
completely botching your chances of lettering in high school band