Friday, September 16, 2011


Spending all I've got
on a shot at the Dream,
The odds are
really long and the prizes

The wishes of the dishes are only to be clean.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

stick pin gifts
in handheld hearts
stuck through and schooled
in the blackest of arts.

Tuesday, April 5, 2011


Upon a walk
I stop to talk
to the people who come my way

My dog and I
the passersby
enjoying another day

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

March 16th

Lyric whip snaps it all into place
to dress up stupid ideas with
the finest pearls & lace & lights
flashing diamond smashing overload

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

That shit is Bananas.

Musk Melon

Grapefruit? Looks and tastes nothing like grapes. It is almost like someone ran out of ideas, and just added the word Fruit to another kind of Fruit. If you ask me, that is just bananas.

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Sunday, October 17, 2010

Thursday, September 30, 2010

full moon boom

There is a limit, which I have disregarded,
to how much shrimp cocktail
a person should eat in one sitting.

Right now in my stomach cooked, chilled and chewed sea bugs,
seasoned with a blend of ketchup, garlic, horseradish,
lemon juice and worstershire sauce
are having it out with a six pack of canned beer.

I'm sending in a gin and tonic to referee.


pieces of me
in a simmering sauce
of mistakes

I can taste
those dreams
I was too afraid
to chase

The next me
from the carcass
of the last

Too big now
for fear
to hold me

the sun was a left hook

The sun was a left hook from my blindside,
knocked me staggering from a nap
towards some air and clarity.
Squinting through questions and stepping over cracks,
lost in glossed over shadows,
I closed the door, my eyes, a thought,
then jumped into a pile of work.

Thursday, September 16, 2010

Thursday, June 17, 2010

whats making that sound?
are those spots on my eyes or something in the sky?
the air is a soup we can hardly see.
a tree falls on a truck
dad has a heart attack
an elderly woman dies in a tornado.
its all true today,
you cant make that shit up.
theres even more stuff
you can add it here:

the soup's bigger than i thought
i still don't know what's making that sound.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Saturday, May 1, 2010

If I could...

Just for a moment
Let me massage your mind.

Close your eyes
To the world be blind.

Listen to my whisper....

It is time for GONE BYE BYE!

Sunday, April 25, 2010


we've all stop listening
of that I'm sure
our minds filled up
and our hearts impure
what we're saying doesn't matter
and what we mean of no cause
the purpose is lost
which gives us no pause
to strike up a reason
and march ever on
to the useless and wasteful
until the next dawn

Saturday, March 6, 2010

2010, Year of the Mustache

A mustache is the rainbow over your can of beer.

Thursday, March 4, 2010


Give me coffee
or I
give YOU Death

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Check the Lost and Found, it's gotta be around here.

Monday, February 15, 2010


Never, EVER read your fortune until after you eat the cookie.
That's what she told me.
And I followed that advice
with every fortune cookie since.

But today, in an act of defiance, an act of independence...
I read the fortune FIRST.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Friday, February 5, 2010


dogs are pretty essential.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Wednesday, February 3, 2010