Saturday, November 24, 2012

Don't Beast Ranger


The thin film
over your eyes

when you first wake up.

Last night
in the snow –

eavesdropping
on the falling eaves;

echoes of talk shows
enough to send you

into panic.


Just go east for a while…

you’ll be surprised
at how quickly

you fall asleep.


Sunday, November 18, 2012

Pathetic Justice


The room was stagnant
and still and
somehow piercing.

(I had a really great line
for this part, but I forget)


There was something
stirring inside me

but I had become accustomed
to these inconveniences.

I looked over
to a bleak nightstand;

“separation happens in life”


… wouldn't it be nice
if we could shake life up

like a snowglobe

and redo everything
every now and then?

[insert great ending line here]

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Force-Fed Human Flesh


Maybe there was
broken glass

in the room
with the woman

who was all
prosthetics

save her lifeless head.

The teeth of
the zipper

on her dead jacket
rusting
and biting;

the sharpest knife
she owns

sliding across
stainless steel

like a broken bow
across a red violin.