Thursday, June 16, 2011

get wonderful

(B Side)

as i close my eyes
the phrase "get wonderful"
appears
in my mind.

What would it mean
to "get wonderful?"

who or what is it?
Where to look?

I haven't felt wonderful,
in a long time.

the idea of
feeling that way appeals to me.

Until I can figure this out,
I go back to sleep,
slip into the darkness
and forget about how
wonderful I'm not.


11'

They always come in twos

They always come in twos
its just the way it
is for me.

women,
as if there is some
alarm that goes off
that they hear.

as if there is a
mating season
particular to me.

They always come
in twos-
and sometimes
one is sent by the heavens
and one is sent from hell
to test
my faith for the other,
and sometimes I fail.

But that is fine, because
I can always sing for one and cry for the other
The poems
do not care who they name, as long as they name.

and sometimes,
both are a
mistake-
but that is never the tragedy.
for
the real tragedy is that they
also leave in twos.

so now that one, is long gone,
(for better or worse)
there is only you left-

and I would find any other to fill the air with noise,
to feed with her cruelty and immaturity,
to waste my time,
to be reckless with my heart
if it meant
the law  is obeyed and you stay a little longer.


11'

What is the point

What is the point of it all?
the point of
all this misery
and glory to find the words.

What is the point of all
this poetry?

It is the point between
madness and love

It is the point between
helpless and hunter

it is the point between
you and me


but mostly,
when i was 15
I swore 
to fall on the 
point of her
sword


if I ever stopped trying
to please her...


11'

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Good at Being Pretty

She is good at being pretty.

Her hair long and brown
like a perfect horses tail.

Her
eyes are brown like  marbles,
and the best part is-
there are two of her
walking the earth.

The universe thought there weren't enough trees
or clean rives,
so they gave the world two
of her. 

Twin sisters.

I once ran into one of them while at dinner.

I waved
but she didn't recognize me.
(I guess it was the sister I didn't know.)

That is until,
the other sister comes in
and I wave again.
(she didn't recognize me either.)

When you're pretty
you don't have to wave at anyone-
remember anyone's name-
laugh at anyone's joke-

You don't have to be
pretty on the inside.

She's good at being pretty,
good at being a girl.
So good the
universe made two.

I'm not very good at being handsome,
but
I will wave at you,
remember your name
laugh at your joke.

I'm not much
good at being a man-
 but then again,
there is only one of me...

11'

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Mr. Wonder

For Stevie Wonder

That funky baseline-
the horns come in
and your
voice
begins the fireworks

Mr Wonder is
blind
but sees
things most people
never will-

Mr. Wonder
sees  sound
like
auras-
like
Christmas lights-
like
stars-

Having inner-visions
turning the darkness
into light

Creating Music
 Setting Fire
Freeing the Soul

Forging sound that
has helped heal hearts-
perhaps even mine.

And some will say
being blind is a tragedy.
 Well,
that all depends
on how you see it.

11'

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Monday, June 06, 2011

Poor Boy

As we left, we hear the sound of
a car scraping
against the ground, so we look over.

a young man gets out of his souped up
car
getting on his back to look under his bumper.

For a moment
I think the car will take this chance to seek
revenge for something.

But nothing.

We keep walking and then
the young man guns his engine.

He speeds away
as if fleeing
a crime scene-

As if us witnessing this event
made him less of  a man.

Poor boy,
I feel bad for him,
he thinks he has so much  to prove to everyone.
and failing miserably


11'

Saturday, June 04, 2011

Everything Must Go

We are going out of
Business!

Everything must go!

Everything on clearance,
Priced to move.

Hand holds priced to
go.

soft embrace and kisses
still
factory sealed
30 to 40 percent off

Hopes and
Dreams
at 50 -70 percent off.


We are going out of
Business!

Everything must go!

Our loss,
Is Your gain

Our loss
is Your gain

Our loss...