Friday, September 25, 2009

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Shed

She
shed like snake skin
or cicada shells
or night crawler castings
subtle leavings
in midnight grass
and the dew
and the drunk
of summer
of lovers
she

shed like antlers
like a gecko tail
dropped in a dalliance
with danger
that writhes in a charade
of autonomy
and a dilettante's
dance with destiny.

Friday, September 11, 2009

one more bluebird day
invalid spectator blues
September eleventh

Sunday, September 06, 2009

The Pier at Sunset in Key West (Rollin')

Chestnut Camille
freaks on the pier
and a shriveled up lime from Margaritaville...

Rollin'

Like a sunset escape artist
turning blue and spitting
while behind him bobs a big white boat...

Rollin'

Three stories high
where seagulls fly
stalled where the lifeboats swing-

Leans a man, and his lei, and his wide brimmed hat
looking down at all that mud...

Rollin'


Originally appears in a 1998 edition of the HazMat Literary Review

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

An Ending

Amusing
am using
a muse ingress
egress
distressed mistress
or damsel
doomed by
deletion.

Noblesse oblige
no beso
oh blight
obliterated
in one blow
in one cruel
contrite
night.

Assuaged
aborted
a choice
a churl
a gown
a girl
aghast
at the depth
of her lust.

Tidal
flotsam
where he
caught them
in words
and in wenching
and in dust.