Sunday, October 28, 2012


He couldn't remember how
he ended up where he was,
tabulated into a household unit,
counted along with the true
residents of New York

He lived then among
the creatures with raised eyes
and straight determined walks,
with a woman, not a fantasy.

He cooperated with less than a whole heart,
half visible because
he couldn't take it for granted.
So the world never fully paid him.

Friday, October 19, 2012

Situation Comedy Sketch

The kids in Caroline's
family living room
gather for snacks,
lolling around on rug and sofas.
Girls challenge the boys
to leg wrestling contests.

Chilly out in the late Autumn.
No leaves on the trees.
The room warm
soaked in playful experiment,
taken for granted.
Kathy and Neil
Caroline and Nolan and Pete
invited, not caring about climate.

David arrives by accident.
Caroline a kind girl
greets him not asking for his invitation.
Everyone hears, "Oh no."
They feel the cold, the ending.
David never takes it for granted.

Not taking it for granted
that's his transgression.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Where Does the October Color Come From?

In October
color is from
stripping away
the mild disguise of Summer,
like the poison fruit,
the vomitous insect,
red devil. Death from heat.

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Belly Button

Now I miss myself,
mystic unity, seeking warmth at night.
For a change not

energizing a reach out,
a task that always
felt a little foreign.

The muscles of my
innards fatigue.
I wait for long respite.

Not everyone does
what he has to do
gracefully. I balk and sputter.

Tuesday, October 09, 2012

Quantum Foam

When they turn off
the up-down and the
right-left and they
turn off the when, and
the sound-stretched things

what new places will remain?
I am so saturated with this world,
my mind made of it.
When I travel away, what
beyond space-time bound
imagination might I find?

Monday, October 08, 2012

No More New Ideas

It's like everything else
taking time to bear fruit,
organic like trees.

My ideas, seeded as a youth
in the soil of newly budding glands
now, as I close my ambitions,
are gradually said,

outflow to a trickle
emptying. I will soon just have
tiresome description
of much less interesting life.

Friday, October 05, 2012

The Comings and Goings


They look down at him
with an unworldly mixture
of curiosity and caring.
He exudes something
that appeals to them
but in that first moment
they are alien facing alien.

Mother supplies
the vehicle for his journey.
The strangers clean him with towels.


The biggest logical
difference between birth
and death is that
we see the entrance to the Earth
but we can't see the exit.