My Own Light

cell phone
s
ago
Ago
shine in the Pentecostal
dark
drug addicted
fear of hell bred
a new breed
eat the bread chew
on the dried seed
comforting
verses
at high speed
the geezers snap
their fingers
vampire damsels
try to tempt me like
hi what’s you’re name
you’re so easy
to look at
my trouble is not
in being tied up
as long as I’ve got
something to do

the darkness is
Invaded
by my own light

Enraged Individual

I’m noticing a lot of
fights breaking out lately
what’s it like where you are?
the hurricane is possibly
at the root
and maybe there’s a
subconscious anger
from summer coming
to an end
vacations are winding up
and things are busier
at work
I’ve been lucky
to at least avoid
any physical fights
I feel pretty good actually
like I’m getting to
a better place
after that awful thing
happened to me earlier
this year, April 16th b.s.
but there’s one enraged
individual I have the
misfortune of encountering
on a daily
and well… you could say
it’s a test from god
but I’m vegan from
that kinda talk
I abstain from
fairy tales when it
comes back down again
to my happiness and the
happiness of others…
regardless, it is a test
a test of patience
a test to see how I’m
going to solve this thing
co-exist with this
monster of a co-worker

Imported

dimensions
not right
or accurate
hold tight
close enough call
note bird sings to
song bird
hopeful
enough muse
over the proposal
then
reject it
up on its end
wreckage scrawl
uprooted scribe
scruffy bearded weirdo
hat for hunters terror
violence brought to
inannimate objects
collect and clean
imported doctrines
monk with chopped off arm
convey the simple truth under
strained circumstances
in your best James Brown way
a workable plan
carry out hymns as a human
being or shut the fuck up
up and away
go the fuck off and away
good things to say said
and moved on
climbing to the top
of the empty theater
the movie begins

Fuck Ya’ll. I’m From Houston.

what are
you

go ahead

alright

call me a cab
call on god

god vs. dog goddamn it
brunettes and vodka
y’all lookin’ stoned as Stonehenge

magicman by that band
found on the online database
I was shocked and stunned

The Minutes

the minutes don’t
add up
the way I want them to

my time to shine/write, write

ahem, morn mourning
coffee again rises the rising Sun
thanx for that dot dot dot
hefty
weight

plazas fill up with cars
I finally get around
to watching the presidential
debates what a farcical event that
turns out to be
“a lot of hard work we have
ahead of us to save this
collapsing economy” they say
but they’re going to
introduce a new “package”
oh, another?
aha! let’s look!

I love even the trees
don’t wanna kill anything
or hate anybody
I have to avoid some crowds
leeches of dreams attach
to my body
now more than ever
pull them off and recount
the thoughts of day and night

in hindu times they say
whistling pierces the ether
some song playing here
in the coffee shop
kicks in with this dude
whistling like it’s
the last day of his life—
I know it does indeed
break my concentration

I’m about to go face something
and I’ve changed my mind,
I do want to
be wished well

and for this one
may need a little luck, too

Somewhere In There

some goth kids wear
baggy pants
then the emos
get the put-on tights
me I had loose skater gear
now somewhere in
the middle path
don’t catch on upward
escalators
or catch Michael Jackson flames
snagged on a spark
now I’m the morning clerk
nonobjectional garmets…
but what are
you watching on
your phone when you
stand in line
don’t you wish
you were there?

Somewhere In There

some goth kids wear
baggy pants
then the emos
get the put-on tights
me I had loose skater gear
now somewhere in
the middle path
don’t catch on upward
escalators
or catch Michael Jackson flames
snagged on a spark
now I’m the morning clerk
nonobjectional garmets…
but what are
you watching on
your phone when you
stand in line
don’t you wish
you were there?

M.

turned out a pretty nice one
a nice day
a friend to cheer me up
and the front of the
restaurant is not
bombed while
we’re sitting in it
which is always a plus
Okay okay it’s time
soon to move on to
other random acts of kindness
say out till it sounds beautiful
soybean crop beauty
nothing till it’s down
to nothing
shaking filthy hands of
acquaintances
oily skinned nervousness power move
the landscape is raped
genuine robot proxy madness

M.

turned out a pretty nice one
a nice day
a friend to cheer me up
and the front of the
restaurant is not
bombed while
we’re sitting in it
which is always a plus
Okay okay it’s time
soon to move on to
other random acts of kindness
say out till it sounds beautiful
soybean crop beauty
nothing till it’s down
to nothing
shaking filthy hands of
acquaintances
oily skinned nervousness power move
the landscape is raped
genuine robot proxy madness

Reading

reading
Alice Miller’s
The Truth Will Set You Free
and
Morrison’s
Resurrection of Ra’s Al Ghul

napping
waking from the napping
and returning
to hunger and a
dubstep soreness
thinking
what a good time is
had just by going out
dancing how
unrestrained to be
the insanest one there…
if only they would’ve
busted loose like that
it would’ve been…
a hardcore show

the word of the day is…
I remember back in
the day watching a kid’s
program like on DC 20
they’d rock the alphabet
like that and lick the
wounds of illiteracy
illigitimate child…
the theme ongoing is…
mortality/immortality

you’re revived at
the Lazarus Pits
you reak havoc
over hundreds of
years
doing your part
to bring
the population down

you wake up on
a dead rock floating
in open space
jump up from it
return to lotus posture
under a dying tree
you can’t save
but sweet talk
“don’t worry, I’m gonna
find a way…”

but you don’t
and I watch you fail
and scream and wail

I lose it
fucking lose it
at that point
open the
gates

knowledge
of what is good
and evil
is
sacred

and remains so

each dubstep show
is healing

at least for me

my other friends

they
go away

for whatever reason

helpful
healing to me

I don’t know
what to them

they are my “poetry” friends
they then have to
see me outside of that
One mode
possibly a crazier mode

I grab some Vietnamese
near my apartment
I’ve moved to
Houston
a few years back
and I’m living
in the heat
and in the middle
of a hurricane season
which I never gave thought to
(huh)

my cats have big eyes
I dream they’re trying
to jump on my bus
I’m taking to
I don’t know where
but they miss
and the driver is
not stopping
so I’m about to
slay the man

anyone else
up for driving this thing?