Deaf

Vying for space with no mud
slap down a micro fiber sleeping bag
very well, mash it into the ground
ponder a long adulthood of 30 years
lounge with campers who can't hear
a chunk a nobel peace prize around my neck
max out the philanthropy ye hopeful
instead of a ski trip, a cancun spring break
a holiday
this is mine

come to fruition oh butcher of leeches
oh child of hurtful exclusion
we mused over the error of assuming dull wit
biking through the forests they move
with nite gloss, their eyes sharper
only 4 senses

watch out for that tree,
Chief Muhammad Algonquin of the Knoll
i am your valet for these weeks
let your bony child's hands
hem the holes in my heart

Survive for Eve

Jug tips back
as cowboy's thirst burns
many spasms roll through body
lips zap with touch of liquid

path and thoughts were guided
by opinionated sergeant's corpse
unknowingly vex the path ahead
with nostalgic wistful inattention
to ascension through the canyon
while he thinks only of
his pin-up, Eve Chrysler
imagines they meet at brunch
the ok corral is just as distant

innumerable miles away
she lies unbuttoned

Oct. 29, 09

Tax

Accidents happen

Formalities

I wasn’t trying to avoid using a singular pronoun
“they” denotes more than one