Tag Archives: poetry prose

Dear God

Take away my knowlege
Like a bird dropped from a high place
Change my clothes

Its fetus tears
Its temple
Its hemorrhaged sight

Zigzag my heart

With magic with touch
Deliberately dilate my chest
With your index finger

Summon me
The multitudes
Iinside my head

The flatness of my feet
Holding my breath

Row me to shore
Cover me with green algae

Mothering some kind of ritual
Some kind of courage

In this skin

That hurts

Housed

windows neatly drawn
housing the hard skin
spreading the wild things

innocently with every breath

these fences trying to find
the native groove of trees
it’s gentle deadly tides

the shy writings i withdraw
disobediently parceling the stroke
the acceptable words that confine me

i am a grownup
wearing this outrageous
expensive grayed sea

inviting the good ideas
the minicathedral near my thumb
desperately beating my heart with it’s high voice

Gravy Clown

O’ clown immortal brute
Come love this theater that thighs for you
Antiseptics unraveling the heavy makeup

Slick seeking the tears
The old games
With a magic that talks itself

O’ mercy mercy clown
Let’s pretend you are ten
And I am eight

Let’s both perform
Humor hungering dust anew
Mischief tattle-telling those old fools

Miming the instructed speech
How to breathe the summer rose
Like children who whole blue

Without the thorn’d jokes
Laughing with the tongues inside our heads
The strangers in our rough legs

Holding to bow
This danger show of plastic sighs
O’ clown you gravy clown

Standing ovations to you
Your elephant dance
Who didn’t really need me at all

If you hear a distant thump

It was me

The friend

The voice

Pitting

Softly

At your

Throat