X X and X

wings blowing in from the pacific

straightway with vocal clarity

the flesh of my arm only

and as long as love will carry your face

forward pressing back against the whole

of being with non-being

only your love moves me

from the dark of the world all my books

remain closed,

accept for the one contained in memory.

Boring News

cold pack

mix

Hollywood with Viagra and get a sort

of expression layered with fudge

the goal to get onto myself

or around myself?

People & Places

sounding out a cry from across the building

too close for a window cleaning and too far

for the truth

Mature Thought

a bounty of years probing the end
and finally appealing to my senses
pushed through with whistles bells trumpets
sounded the call and through it all
gold purified with hours of watching
writing and listening
for the thing that sends one foot
closer to the mountains and waters
of right livelihood
coming to a network channel
tearing the screen with questions
that rule the heart mind

LUNCH

sitting with legs undressed and bent
blue fabric lay across at high thigh light and breezy
indoors the mood was normal
all eating, talking, making their future plans
fixing their mistakes and pushing food down
their well dressed figures
covered by one another
passing a look
as strangers do before the time
my table dripping in mirrored questions
with words that will go nowhere
with no emotion a relationship coasts
and appearances go on
never to reach the shore,
the air is chilly.

Demanding the Hour

add one friend to the meal

dressed in motivation and the soup

seems of swimming insects and pests

for the remaining hour

the man holds stead fast to his

beliefs and convictions that his thought

rules the hour

elephants could not pull him

from the spoon he holds with

his firm grip

he buys more time during the performance

calling out, "am i the man".

Fried Rice

possibility of rice meeting corn the other morning

was just like the towel Claudia tossed in the sand

and for amaranth, the pot waits for water

barley too and even millet is taking its time

like the tortoise following the hare

someday the mixing will beat the racing

and the table dishes will be wholesome and fresh

for another round of stories

FREEDOM

leisure walk with ease not pleasing or teasing

beside a gentle breeze and surface streets

for several or few a rest took

two

improve too

sleep and sleep

above or underneath

SWAGGER

simply to get
with the bulk of our palpable world
is more than of interest lately
of its trains and coastal plains
packed with animals and bugle
cleanliness and riff
portable for taste with smile
in a time zone that was cut off
your swagger softly you
take from ivory and eyes of black
unmoved by the others
lack.

Oldest Friend

coastal garage

a high place somewhere

with jimmy and sarah

walk talk make sense in

the speed

by

with new music

all took me back to 1981

easy time easy talk

take a seat sit in the dark

sleep under the trees