Poems

Cross

The mist is free to deny
coffeed magnolias
damp ambitions

awaying here swaying

freedom upright
bent and undone

~January 2012

Summer

Old summer keeps

close with lacquered eyes

and time to sleep.

sweaty saddle faces

come apple frittered leather smiles

away singing songs

weeping in puddled kitchens

who smiles so quiet and deep?

New summer lusts

with rivully cheeks

and salty tongue tips,

houring on for time

to take time for once and again

in deep for requiems

when summers soft and wet

kissed our foreheads, laughing.

~December 2011

Kabul
flat gods bargain
scratchy limbs.
Bazaar faces, those days!
bluesed making children

dawg's dream

iPods and trash bags.
fists beards and taboos
pissing shitting plastic notions
old spice and the pathans
wronged and panting
insha'allah

Reprieved

acrid breath
a call to prayer.
kodachrome Kush
blood turns old
sand to stones.

~~January 2012

 

Love Song for Cortes

joy curled
Lempira's resigned

whiling a wheeling away
in a chipped Kinich's sun
burned and jodido

with naked boulevard Jesus

day rags and blister tostones

Mary cane smokes 
so lovelyful percolating her
in a world's ululation
San Pedro back to us
breathy corn promise
on and on
and endily ondily

you burn in me.

~~July 2013