Growing Pains

Walking in fog and rain and seeing nothing I imagine all the clocks have died in the night. I reach into the night and pull back the rapture of  this growing root, The bulbs of the feet, their branching of toes. They are dervishes because they are dying, One last sting, a warm place to […]

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Locked in a Dream

I can hear little clicks inside my dream. Night drips its silver tap down the back. At 4 A.M. I wake. Thinking I wished to make a map for those who would climb through the hole in the sky. But the bare eyes were before me and the hissing hair, the stiff bald eyes, the […]

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Exorcising the Tooth

When I gather my long leaf-colored hair And make of it a stem and twist the Handle of my head and join it back to me I feel you fashioning the serpent on my Head and the thick braid Of you inside me I have hidden your lost tooth In the net of all my […]

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Jesus, Personal

The other Mary sat, not weeping, at my limp feet. Where was Joseph, I wondered, but never asked. Just like Jesus I am a time machine Awake in a bed of cotton wool with a star of nails where your heart should go. Sing holy for all our singers and sinners For all the shapes […]

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Broken Space

Old kettles, old bottles, and a broken can, Old iron, old bones, old rags, that raving slut, (I am putting makeup on empty space, Rouge blushing on empty space, Pasting eyelashes on empty space) The affairs of this world are like the chameleon faeces Into which I have stepped (I am putting my memory into […]

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Irreplaceable

I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it. (But I can’t quit my job. I always have trouble getting a Job. I walk in, they look at me, listen to me talk and…) Sir, please accept my resignation And, if it seems right, plan on replacing me. Plath – Bukowski […]

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Burning Wood

I went out to the hazel wood, Because a fire was in my head, I may die in the next ten minutes And I’m ready for that, I’m gonna buy a knife with A blade ten inches long. Yeats – Bukowski – Hughes

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