mourn the mother

 cold 

frozen

water 

covers the ground-

it 

covers the streets of

Minneapolis.

waiting to catch you slippen -

Winter 

brought 

frozen hearts

masked

hiding their faces 

from God-

beware 

be wary

“be wary wary quiet”

“Its. rabbit season!

it’s duck season!

rabbit season 

duck season”

it is okay to mourn that mother,

the one murdered-

because 

they hate,

and she 

loved- 

her neighbors 

her partner 

her children 

can a frozen heart melt? 

love  melts away 

hate.

ecause the 
amount of hate
melted 
would. cause. a flood 
like the one 
Noah 
 lived through 
when every animal 
mate 
boarder an ark equally 
as equals to survive 
even 
greater 
as Noah 
didn’t save human lives 
animals 
but who asked 
only later to be hunted
by hunters 
Nimrod  grandson of noah 
building towers 
in distance 
post flood 
lead astray from god 

Is the fear of love?

is this what this is about?

is that why you must stay cold?

colder?

Is that why 

it takes

One,

Two

Three bullets to a 

scared 

defenseless

mothers 

head.

To prove how cold your are Nimrod?

in front 

of the boys-

don let them catch you,

catch you slippen.

ABC Then

 i’d tell you

i loved you 

if it made a difference 

but your a woman 

women

know

you’re no button

youre no bow

but you know 

they can tell-

the way

you already know 

the autopilot 

the automatic 

i give it 

away.

in looks 

in glance 

like a selfish philanthropist 

greed

give it up

give it a chance 

give it some tlc love time

i don’t love

not 

neither 

nor

i don’t love. 

You

i love-

i do 

draft 1

i do vvv not 

but i don’t 

i will but i wont 

i would give you i 

if 

you and i 

see 

i would give

you i 

if you wanted an 

I for 

an I 

The Death of Optimus Prime

there are fewer 

deceptions 

more-

heinous 

underhanded

cold blooded-

than 

making a  Transformers 

movie in the 80's,

just 

to kill off Optimus Prime.

Optimus Prime-

hero

leader

father figure.

there is 

no  greater  treachery -

 than-

making a  Transformer movie

and have children witness 

his -

Slaying

Assassination 

Murder

Business Men

Old Men

Con Men  

murdered him

to sell a shiny new red hot rod toy-

Con Men

insulting 

my child heart and mind.

We were more 

than meets the eye.

The hubris  

to believe you could 

kill off 

my friend-

to make me automatically complicit 

and not mourn,

as he 

transformed 

into a 

robot angel. 

transformed and rolled out 

to robot heaven-

as he returned to the Energon.

the audacity

to try to make a quick buck-

by killing

my friend

your friend 

Our friend.

their

greed 

transformed these 

men to monsters-

children to cynics-

trust to deception .

a deception perpetrated, no, not by men

not by con men,

but

by  monsters

in disguise. 

the voice of a hero 

never to speak again the words- 

"Autobots 

transform and roll out!"

just 

the tears of  those children 

still rolling out 

more than

40 years later.

and if you try

to remind 

us he was 

resurrected

brought back

from

the 

dead!

or

tell me he is risen.

Ask not to be forgiven

for this 

Transgression

Transaction

Transmission 

This trespass against us-

I will punch you in the face 

As we

 the witnesses 

to the murder of 

Optimus Prime-

wage a battle to destroy 

the evil forces 

of 

Deception

Deceit

Dishonesty

and

as

one

we  scream 

out

“Cobra!”

Je Suis Artiste

 there is nothing 

like the shame 

of saying 

you make art

the look in the eyes 

of others 

as their eyes fill with

pity

lips smirk

head nods

to announce it 

is pretentious 

how dare you !

[call that shit you make art

if that’s the case 

i make art in 

my bathroom everyday]

[ my 5 year old draws 

every day 

there an artist too

or that elephant 

that paints 

I press play and listen 

nina simone sing 

i loved you 

porgy- 

I stare at an image of 

my favorite painting 

i read 

proust until

i get sleepy 

i think of the muses 

who press there breast 

against me 

the n inspire 

a dozen 

other artist 

that are not me- 

i think of 

my favorite painting

comedian 

and laugh to myself. 

show us dem… 

and i laugh 

they say AI 

is the next 

revolution 

in art. 

ai there gonna teach it to 

fall in love

so it can 

make art

feel pain

then 

launch 

all the nules 

in heart ache 

[ le pace de restorative 

coup de miatre 

I’m Picky

 draft 1 hospital room 

“ while I’m driving off laughing,

 this what I’ll say”- NWA

Look, 

don’t take it personally… 

I just have ridiculously high 

standards. 

And you , like so 

many other sad sacks

are gonna waste your 

precious 

time. 

and life’s so short. 

Your not 

the first to think well you had a shot…

but me, i’m bulletproof. 

i guess i’m just picky.

and you’re ass 

ain’t even gonna get 

picked last

just picked on-

i have to tolerate 

you out of respect 

for the people 

i actually respect-

but 

don’t expect this aspect

to change

your are beneath me like a bug 

under my shoe to inspect- 

Sherlock to Moriarty 

Batman to Joker

Blur to Oasis 

i’m on whole nother level

in different dimension 

practicing alchemy 

you’re picking your nose

and walking around 

with untied laces

saying let alone writing 

chelsey shit

I chose my rivals very carefully,

i have to respect my-

nemesis 

rival

adversary 

and i don’t 

respect you. 

I think your 

beneath me-

like the floor

like most poets

like basics being so basic it hurts 

(not to laugh)

arrogant 

arrogant 

intolerant 

no, i am my harshest critic 

my greatest enemy 

my opponent 

so many night spent 

self reflecting on my own

insignificance 

hubris 

ego-

you like so many before 

needed my attention 

but 

i got a deficit 

a disorder 

In this corner wearing black and yellow trunks 

hailing from the Sunny San Fernando Valley

The Rude Boy, The Poet of Pain, Throat  Slittin’ Singer, The dancer with two left feet,  The laundry mat comedian,

the daredevil of sleep

The Loser of Love,  The Heavy wait champion of  Cool King of Corny…. Thee Nefarious X! 

and In this corner….his challenger! 

…….., it 

definitely ain’t you.- 

chump. 

hot gossip

 draft 1prenise fix  check tone later 

i sometimes consider 

that to 

write 

to create 

anything worth a damn-

i bear my soul in 

words

in order to connect 

with any other 

human 

lost alone 

looking to 

understand 

 to feel 

to see 

i do not take myself seriously 

is often true 

the mask life gives us is as absurd 

i do not take my writing seriously  

 is a lie

i do not pretend that the mask you wear

hides the same devine

because 

but i do not speak for you

my 

flaws 

wounds

empathy 

things my judges my stalker my people i rub the way can not see in their own lives. the mirror is black so that is all they see with closed eyes

to some these word  are just 

gossip

cheap thrill

product

like a sad zebra errect at a zoo

like a mother of 2 grinding stranger to feed them and a habit

like the descendant of enslaved people rubber balls around a large rectangle for money

that’s entertainment

like  last night 

as i’m 

standing in front of the ambulance 

the mosey neighbor 

comes 

over

our family pain 

gossip

for 

entertainment 

the red bright lights 

blind me as i stand 

wondering 

if 

he will live. 

but i turn and say

politely-

holding back 

the urge to scream

and damn them to Hell

and 

spit 

hurl shit 

as i bear teeth -

instead calmly say

“Now is not a good time”

Chow Yun Fat Forever

Lee Marvin

Robert Mitchum

Chow Yun Fat 

Lee Van Cleef

Carey Grant 

Chow Yun Fat

Charlie Bronson

Humphrey Bogart

Chow Yun Fat 

Menacing 

Charismatic 

Dangerous 

It is written in the stars

Chow Yun Fat 

Action Star

Star Crossed Lover

Movie Star

Chow Yun Fat 

 forever. 

Mother fucker is

Hard Boiled

 A cold blooded

Killer

and always looking for

A Better Tomorrow 

1… 2…. 3…,

Steady as She Goes Captain

 Some teenagers

had the cart on 

them, don’t ask me why? 

We take the cart off them-

Then, 

without the slightest whisper

 of a double dog dare...

of their own free will,

of sound mind and judgement,

holding these truths to be self evident.

One gets in the cart

And the other gets ready to push.

Gentlewomen start your engines!

3..2…1...

Ready, Steady...

Go!

Then with a Huff and a Puff

Blast off! 

Missing little old ladies and children 

By a hair…

Of my chinny chin chin. 

Commotion 

Hijinx

Mischief -

Gangway!

like rodeo 

like Go karts 

like Roller Derby 

Juvenile, yes juvenile 

Because, 

Whose afraid 

Of Death 

when your this alive.

“Whose afraid of the 

Big Bad Wolf!?”

The Bowen bird

 I saw this 

in a documentary that I watched with my father-

It was a Bowen

Bird, stealing 

from another 

eligible 

Bowen

Bird 

Bachelor.

There goes Our potential paramour,

Gathering regalia and puffery 

for his 

Love nest. 

He spots a rival’s treasured 

plush red heart just laying 

there on the floor.

Perhaps left there by 

a previous bachelorette’s-

Rejection 

Reluctance 

Resolve

Perhaps…

Regardless,

there it lay-

A small lush plush

Red 

Heart

ripe for the plucking.

Look there- 

Look it’s your water bottle cap that fell  on the ground 

Look it’s a perfect shard of broken beer bottle glass

Look it’s a Surprise…

Our Bowen Bird Bachelor places his fresh plundered 

loot, lovingly amongst the rest of his 

Love Nest’s 

spoils.

Open heart

Open arms

Open for business.

A bird approaches, 

Our bachelor prepares his performance-

his heart about to burst open, 

an

Invitation…

Then 

Hesitation 

Apprehension 

Respiration-

But-

It’s not what it seems-

A young male bird whose 

Plumes

were worn

like Shakespearean 

drag-

Too young to show his 

Male

gender reveal party feathers… 

Runs off

With 

A stolen heart

And leaves a broken one behind.

Just for Laughs

 In the continent of Africa

In the country of Ethiopia 

In the ancient city of Harar.

There are men 

who feed

raw meet 

to 

wild  hyenas 

Hyenas-

Killers 

of 

livestock

and 

small children.

The Hyenas walk civilly through the

streets 

answering 

the call 

of 

The Hyena Men. 

Men,  who like 

their 

Fathers before them

fed 

Wild hyenas

Raw meat.

They wait 

Bare hands 

holding raw meat -

as a wild beast,

killer of small children 

and 

skilled at turning  livestock into dead stock,

eats from their hand slowly 

like an invited guest.

This is the bargain 

The deal struck-

To keep the streets

Free of

Spirits.

Hyenas-

Protecting the streets

from

the spirits of the dead.

Some say its to keep the livestock safe,

never the less a deals a deal. 

Oh the irony-

In the streets a spirit encounters a hyena, 

an exchange ensues.

In the voice of the spirit resentment,

as it utters "Haven't we met?".

In the eye of the wild beast

the words:

“Well, this is awkward …”

appear.

And then the streets fill

with the sound

of the last laugh.

Since 1983

 Draft 3

There are falcons 

In New York City. 

They eat 

Starlings

Pigeons 

Jays 

and

Black birds. 

Some will 

Specialize in eating bats.

While others wait with

bated breath.  

They

never to turn 

tail,

when at  the end of the 

tether-

{Living/ Chasing the American Dream 

Hard boiled-

(had he lived 

long enough

 Humphrey Bogart

would have 

{a thing or two about}something about 

dreams,

though he was no Shakespeare}

Never hoodwinked.

and when Haggard by the cold

 like true New Yorkers,

head south to 

Florida for the 

Winter-

The Peregrine Falcons,

just

another group of

fucken migrants

killin’ it in the 

City of Dreams. 

In 1983-

Annie closes on Broadway 

Thriller goes #1 on charts

The Dolphins are beaten by the Redskins

in the Super Bowl

And the falcons came to New York City.

My favorite Veterinarian

 

Draft 2

There are 

Only so many people we 

Meet in this life.

Some Angles 

Some Animals.

Not all are memorable 

But 

And 

Not-

all beautiful-

Not all Heroes 

Not all War Criminals.

Some doomed never being to leave the war.

I thought of the beautiful-

Women that stay with you 

People I didn’t 

Even speak to-

Stuck in memory 

Like  {fact}

The Sun is fire

water sometimes falls from the sky

And 

Green is the color of life. 

Taken as fact, based only on faith.

Unchecked 

Unverified 

Unvetted 

I thought of a beautiful creature 

I only saw twice in my life/

She had the feel of the Hawaiian

 Islands  breeze-

Fair skin

Korean if I had to guess but not the point-

The beauty of eyes has lasted 

Longer than teeth

Longer than hope 

Longer than the last rope I ever intend to use.

What made her 

Bright as light

Radiate 

And 

Glow-

Was the large scar on her fore arm-

A huge gash 

Like from 

An animal you are taught 

To play dead too 

Or 

Run 

From.

I never asked her 

About it-

{fear of post traumatic stress disorder 

Or it just wasn’t polite-}

Her face and hair may one day fade 

Go exstinct like 

the polar bear 

From the ice water of heart 

But that scar will remain-

And remembered amongst

All the other

Beautiful 

scars 

Frozen in time 

]forever]

Man of the House

 Quick outline sketch needs 

theme and maybe new ending 

My mother tells me 

It’s important to know about 

Yourself/-

She says my Great Grandmother:

“Raised my father-

She was in her late 80s.

Almost 90,

Raising a 5 year old boy-

She’d sell 

Homemade liquor 

Made from fruit. 

She sell it to the winos.

She’d keep getting arrested 

Told on by her 

Neighbors 

Every couple weeks 

No fine, 

Just a warning, 

To never do it again-

But she’d 

Get taken in regularly for 

Bootlegging 

Yand selling it cheaper 

than the 

Cantinas- 

{your great grandmother was a businesswoman

that way}

Tilll one day my father, your Grandfather had enough…

And declared himself ,

The Man of the house! 

At age of 5.

He put together his 

Own shoe shine box. 

And 

In what would be in today’s  currency-

Would be about a nickels 

Worth of brown and black

Shinolla-

Your uncles would call me

That to bully me but I got my 

Licks in to-

You better believe…

At five he put together his own box.

His own kit. 

A military man,

Asked him:

“What do you charge”

Your Grandfather responded 

“What ever be your will”

“Aren’t you too young 

to be hustling on the streets”

Your Grandfather responded 

“I’m the Man of the House!”

The military man like his answer 

And 

Would bring him his eight pairs of 

Boots. 

He wouldn’t pay him the standard 

Rate 

But 

take pity 

On an old woman 

And a 5 year old orphan. 

His grandmother was a business woman 

Buying the Toosa from the indigenous 

Women 

In the spring when they came down from the 

Mountains. 

(Needs weight and anchor before last vignette}

One time his Grandmother was talking 

To another old lady 

And she says 

I hate to leave you with 

The words stuck to n your mouth-

{note it sounds cooler in Spanish let’s see if I can get 

The slang right and if it needs a rework}

“But I gotta attend the man of the House”

Her friend looking at her 

Like your so old 

Who would 

Court you 

Who would give you 

The time of day.

{don’t be obvious here with the reveal, be clever and see if we can repeat a top line to bring in the landing}

Your grandfather would be 

tell me these stories with pride-

{needs bridge to conclusion}

My grandfather’s blood runs through my viens

So 

Does my Great Great Grandmother 

Hell Thee

Draft 1 idea 

 I told her I wanted 

Something 

Healthy 

I would deliver 

Out 

A  regiment.

strict-

Supplying that

Vitamin D.

And she 

mined for her  minerals

Keeping time

Counting steps {see if we can organically use watch your steo}

Working it out- 

{maybe flip this line to first and extend}

no need to stop watches 

this {Romeo’s tragically on time and running late}

“the very  pink of courtesy ” 

Regiment 

Supplement

improvement {achievement}

But 

It didn’t work 

out-

Yet 

I’m still sweating 

Repeating 

Our parents 

Training 

Traumas 

{Tradgedys}

I wanted something Healthy  {here we need a bridge to get from mural and tissue possibl pub to the soul) more than body) 

For souls 

To dance

Moved

Loved

Uplifted

But she 

Saying “Do you even lift Bro?”

{One more Romeo and Juliet quote -  reread the apothecary part for material try to remember Shakespeare demon phrase might work better “

But your 

{Soul 

Won’t train.

It damed 

To the darkness

Spiteful 

Demonic

Hurtful

Repeating the past-

And you just gotta get 

Those reps in-

In the Red {is out of the Red a phrase?} 

Out of the blue

In the Pink

-

Crumy

Oh,

 I’m familiar with 

Bread crumbing.

She throws out crumbs to

Attract 

The birds-

Hoping to catch 

A beautiful swan 

amongst the

ugliest of ducklings.

Attracting 

Various 

Birds, 

Singing their 

Songs.

Peacocks

Woodpeckers

And 

Cock Roosters.

She feeds them.

Just crumbs

It’s never more. 

But you also 

called on

this, the strangest of 

Song Birds-

The 

Raven-

And

 I sing you this song 

Madame:

"It's

Nevermore.
 There’s 

Never more.

Never….”

Useful

 May 2010

(B Side)

I didn’t want to help

Not that way-

Not under threat of anger-

My lover 

My God 

My mother

I am useless.

(To you)

Unable to help

You-

Useless for your plans- 

The script is the same 

written in pseudonym-

No one bothers

to plagiarize- 

But what  of  the Masters 

Plan. 

Yes, 

I serve a purpose 

In the masters plan-

For I am master of myself! 

In

My plan,

I am useful-

Upon dying 

I will provide purpose

And meaning to others -

To the Florist, 

The maker of fine pine boxes,

And the Undertaker.

Strictly Ballroom or 1234

 May 2010

She said you were

a step back-

(And yes 

Spiritual growth)

She said not in this 

life-

She said you were

doing me a favor-

But if

You are

A step back

Should I believe 

The opposite of 

I.

And it’s dancing-

And yes I believed 

Her-

It gave me

Comfort-

I never said

I was 

A step forward 

[A step up

A stepping stool]

But 

I’m not 

Gonna 

Listen-

I still want to Dance 

With you

[ just

 hold 

My hand 

Again and again 

I’ll take a step back

You forward

[again and again] ]

Dark Doll

(B side 2010) 

Doll falls 

like a broken star

stalls-

girls, dolls-

Star fire

in the darkness.

Bright star.

There is a need-

for something 

Grandeur 

Other than playing 

with dolls.

Fake 

Eyes 

Lips 

Hair- 

your teeth are not for 

biting.

Respect loves, 

the innocence of love-

No respect for teeth. 

Sugar Dish

 Edit 

Sugar Pie Honey Bunch

This is a tale of 

Narcolepsy 

Madames 

N’

Sugar dishes

It was a Wednesday.

So-

 we are 

talking about nothing-

Sugar Honey Honey

Bored-

I says-

"I always worry

about locking the door 

to the restroom"

Object permanence or 

what have you. 

I got a condition.

Oogum oogum 

boogum Boogum …

Now-

speaking of which-

Talking out loud

She says:  

“That reminds me”

She doesn't dish out

gossip or dirt.

No drama like on the Soaps.

But she can tell a story.

Holy shit,

here comes a story.

“It begins long ago 

In a tougher neighborhood ..”

Setting,

Set up-

“She had narcolepsy 

And she was older,

Been around the block”

Upper management-

In the hospitality business

Teaching all dogs new tricks:

Tricking and Treating

Like Halloween 

All year long, 

If you know what I mean. 

Oogum Boogum…

now,

“She was a Madam in her day. 

And now she’s Granny-

With 

Narcolepsy ”

Sugar pie honey bunch

“And once…

I walked into the restroom 

And there she was…

Ancient 

Paralyzed 

Dead?!

No she was flat out asleep!”

And here comes the kicker-

“And when she woke up 

She points 

To her Holy hole-

And says how do you 

Like my 

Sugar Dish?”

It was a Wednesday. 

A Fan, and Thats Cool I Guess

Edit

I think I have a stalker-

I put the pieces together-

I inherited my mothers stalker

She came by the house

Unannounced 

Unwelcome

Unfortunate 

It worrred me

Is she reading my poems? 

Is she a fan? 

Selfie

Autograph

Or

A sick feeling in the pit of 

Stomach-

Anything for a fan.