Category Archives: Poetry

pointless shit like
being born in a land of
obscene opulence
and dullardly competitive menace.

to which can
also
be said

big ol’ four door diesel
park it right by the entrance,
as close as you can get it.

the dogs yell.
you yell.

the trick of it is,
there is no trick.

it’s laughter.
just go ahead and
laugh
with them.

wet and smeared
in light.

the humans
mark the passage
of time.

today,
when the darkness comes,
you let it come.

“i’m gonna get mine!”

thousands
and thousands
of tiny holes.

it feels good
to move through space.

this is why
people
join gangs.

later, i watch
a man
on a video
in Kenya
eat a hamburger.

pale blue
behind the soft gray

and
you want to
go to that
elsewhere.

measurements
are still
the same

all around me
the air
is freely given.

we bump
our bodies
up against each
other

it is said
an empty mind
is
a peaceful mind;

the big industry
of his state,
their disease
of money,
more than he could
withstand.

the ceaseless
uncertainty
makes art
of us.

the spray smells faintly
of garbage.

you share things that
you think
might be of
mutual interest.

we put dreams
into our skin.