Keep It Regular
pick up the slack the let loose chaos a handful of dusky blooms cast across the floor to cushion the light footfall we were inside the barrier looking at the weather front the rain-blurred line and the impromptu shrine children arriving in…
burning torches made of poetry here with our heads alight here with out tongue impassioned they say you have to understand offer no explanation expect blind devotion to think that poets are not dangerous may come from poets not being dangerous poets…
we are dreaming of meadows where mist clings to the feet by the river the knee high grass the nettles, and the dockleaves cuckoos unravel spring midges mist the air we practice with catapults, old wooden bows until they fill it with…
i am holding my breath and it is a feather my heart is lighter my head is heavier i look at my description something dusty and egyptian heiroglyphic depiction truth can seem to be an affliction
half a life away from the fuck yous i’m in love more than i’ve ever been and seeing more than i’ve ever seen because my eyes are open and i’m making a choice and because of that i’ve found my voice love…
we are a poem truncated outdated somewhat hated but still read we are an earworm stuck in your head picking up the let drop thread keep a record of everything said we are surveillance footage we are fruit of the all-seeing eye…
something simple or something complex trying to solve the same problem by routes that bear fruits and lessons found in dead ends we are making friends with our future selves to take those dreams off the shelves the things we must confront…
are you jazz conversation with blue note soul? are you digging around to find your role? strutting down the street with a kink in your roll do you have Hooker Boom, and James Brown steps? Jackson moves and Franklin RESPECT? can you…
intellectual pursuits picking sexual fruits in cahoots in matching suits on photo shoots something unrealistic something spun ballistic don’t be just a statistic we are moving around with a burden on our backs we are moving around deflecting the attacks we are…
the things you live with the heart you give with the art you create despite hate build a tidal wave to drown the flames and to sink the names of those who play the kind of games that pick apart and destroy…