Tuesday, February 9, 2010


I said "I love you"
and thought "haven't meant that in years."
Neither one is true.


The truth has a gun.
He's taking bets on whether
it's loaded or not.


No teeth, just knuckles
hung from gums like mistletoe.
Imagine the kiss.


Get on the ground and
let the long arm of the law
repair your hymen.


Dragons storm the gates,
demand sacrifices, ask
for pay-phone quarters.


A criminal sleeps
in the vault, wanting money
to steal him away.


It doesn't hurt, but
what does? Your nerves and spine are
a funny dream's plot.

Wednesday, January 6, 2010


Tactics for winning
available in dark months.
Collect them today.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Supplementary Challenge

Your body will steal
silver metals from your bones.
You must win them back.

Friday, May 8, 2009


Tom blew out his knees
after a lovely dinner.
Tom's knees are candles.

Wednesday, May 6, 2009


The path is empty.
Mercury is retrograde.
Something might happen.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009


Precise clarity
or clear precision? I still
struggles with these, too.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Look at it go

To aid Mexico,
Google expands flu mapping;
iris wilts in spring.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


Layoffs this morning.
Fall for the leafy shakes of

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Rite now

Spring would understand
if I ran out / the nasal
passages of man

Saturday, April 25, 2009


The improbable
falsely validates thinking

Monday, April 6, 2009

300 seasons

Enormous apples
odd thoughts, tow trucks, ripe summer
squash you with haiku

Sunday, April 5, 2009


Again and again
and again and again and
again and again.

Friday, April 3, 2009

Snack Dragon Taco

When Spring stops being
a fickle bitch, we will be
open on Mondays.


How much do we know
of each other? Most females
have a clitoris.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Midtown east, lunchtime.

People offended
by rain: rain drops offended
by reflective panes.

Bailout Agency

Branded horoscopes
invite engagement engine,
wizardly finance.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

What exactly are you saying?

The words of neighbors:
change flung at facial features.
We have homeless ears.


Concerning the church
and technology / questions
a'rise on Sunday.


It's not what's inside
anymore / than what's outside(?);
it's all between you.

Monday, March 30, 2009

Ghost writer

Paper factories
exhaust more than winter steam;
they eat babies, too.


In his Fall garden
heads dangle from bulbs. How did
your father escape?

Internet dating

No one wants to
grow old; date a gentleman
sporting a ball cap.

You're reaching, G.W.

I invent peanut
pills for headaches; I am George
Washington Carver?