expectations
That drinking glass
that dreadfully clean glass
where water is feeling dirty
every time I don't sleep
I think of you
and when the sleeplessness starts
that glass awaits me
thirsty
sitting pretty
on the edge of life
(expectations)
__________
mai e...
Naked
Naked Pocahontas
cartwheels between
sheaves
of meadow grass
and half truth
history
Little wanton
Matoaka
Turns twelve
Within the rough-cut
walls of sixteen eight
Tobacco men
of Jamestown
elbow through
blue smoke
pulling on
their blackened pipes
grin dirty white
to see...
the myth of Paradise
ninety-nine names of God in a hat
choose what you need
throw the rest back
take the God without image
God without face
distort him to service
the cause you...
the laughing men
oh memory
childhood illusion
behind what synapse
the aroma of smoldering autumn fire
suburban side roads
softly gauzed in smoky light
children’s saturday voices
rising from yards
family raked
weekend chored to
the status...
the light whose darkness is light
sweltering August afternoon
Rene Lazare
bare foot, bare chested
in a leather smock
tied over ragged jeans
feverishly manipulates pigments
bent over an old barn’s floor
mixing tube squeezed oils
pressing and...
from innocence
oh memory
childhood illusion
behind what synapse
the aroma of smoldering autumn fire
suburban side roads
softly gauzed in smoky light
children’s saturday voices
rising from yards
family raked
weekend chored to
the status...
epiphany
The poet who holds fire in his hand
trembles
knows the scent of his own
seared flesh
writhes as the blackened
didgets bubble and seethe
feasts his eyes
on the urgent...
Confederate X
piss stains on the wizard sheet
pulled from last night’s bed
southern clown
klansman gown
fearful eyes beneath a cutout pillowcase
boo inside a bigot’s head
black Bible talk behind...
wound/rană
we could have conquered cities
but we stayed behind in the dark alleys
among passionate kisses
among Earl Grey teas
we could have invented pasts
but we died as...
dark lighting
a bed to sleep in silver
from which silk wings rise
your hair brushed by a sad angel
my body ripped by bloody moths
we will touch each other...
Alignment
I go outside to drink a bottle of beer the air harsher than the moon up there doesn’t come down the cigarette has its...
