but it’s only August

she holds up a
zorro mask

bedroom – dressing room

she holds up
nothing else

‘lets stay home this halloween’

ok

‘let’s find the hero under the mask’

ok

sorry treaters-
lights are out on this porch – this year.


plus all the rest already floating around on scrap paper left over pizza boxes note books ENVELOPES and school desks …..

ONE THOUSAND AND THIRTY SIX
POEMS?!

1,036?
10-36?

yep

THEN YER CUT OFF!

cut off?

UNTIL YOU CATEGORIZE THEM ALL

already have

YOU ALREADY HAVE!

yep
about 10 or 12 or maybe 20 different series

JUST SITTING THERE FLOATING AROUND IN OUTER SPACE?

no – on the web
on
the blog

YER CUT OFF!

cut off she says
until they’re printed off
and submitted
rejected one thousand and thirty six times
until one poor bastard out there…..

SAYS YES!


he says -

crouch naked in the darkness if you don’t believe
crouch by the flowers in the vase
crouch and curl on the sofa – wait for the shrink to tell you what i already do

crouch and fall asleep
i’ll
crouch and curl
hold
and we’ll sleep together in the silence

in the darkness.


in a moment

a moment caught
seduced in light
unknown to the wilderness.
a photograph taken then painted
re-posed
yet still innocent – memory(fied)
kept in a wallet
kept by the bed stand
kept for moments
when the quiet
when the noise
when the self doubt is greater
than noise.
that smile – those eyes
that backdrop
that piano stool
that lucky camera lens
that lucky paintbrush
those fortunate paint colours

lucky me

i
have
you


as we’re walking to the ziegfeld theatre

you
will never be alone in the rain

he
says

umbrella unfolded in the grey steel skies

you and i will be old together
raincoats
my fedora your hoodie

and if someone is alone in the rain
sitting – just – waiting
we’ll give them our umbrella
or
we’ll wait wait with them for the bus

you and i

he
says

will never be alone
in
the rain


She’s Joining the Military

into the military
he
says

that’s right
she says

a new pinup girl
he
asks

that’s right
she answers

painted on the side of a plane?

unless they want me on a panzer

painted on the side of a boat?

unless they need me in surgery

done up in red
he
asks again

that’s right baby
she replies

red lips
sexy blonde hair
just enough of the right stuff
(he drools)

you got it darlin
-with an M-16 hiked up to my shoulders
aimed at your…..mind
and
ready….

(silence)

anymore stupid questions
she asks

no-
-no

he says…


mirrored pinup

there she is looking in the mirror again
sad eyes
bottomed out on the cushion stool

if

only she saw herself through her
lovers eyes
returned-sitting-looking
in

the mirror again with
her own vision of confidence

-the world would be hers to conquer

‘forget about it for now baby’

he
says

‘let’s both of us go have a smoke
and ignore the idea of world domination -

you’re not ready

and

neither am i.’


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