Saturday, September 8, 2012
Traps
Beneath the proto-
skeleton
or
I could be behind the eye
of the crowbar.
The beak and its
Babylonian
rag bone,
open
your mouth for
the heaven,
shocked, startled, jaw
dropped
like an old photo
in the antique
shop of the 21st century.
Friday, September 7, 2012
Startled
The strange feeling
you get when
you see your age
in someone else’s face:
Your eyes are frantic
and I wonder
what you’re looking for.
I mean, what are you
Looking for in my face?
Or is it my eyes?
Which map are you studying?
Tired Toad
I saw a sleeping toad today
and patted him on the head
he rolled and stretched
and blinked his eyes
and then when back to bed.
The Flailing
Like a wolf
floating confused
above the clouds
I need time.
to understand
what's happening.
Spheres
When the sun dies it will lay eggs
in the moon's reflection. Animals
will be lead by strings to solve puzzles
and skeletons will unearth themselves
in attics.
A stone bridge will draw,
in the distance,
spawning
new parts
to keep the gene flow
drifting.
Spider
I have a pet spider
in my office and he's like
the greatest guy ever.
He descends
from the fluorescent
light fixture
on the ceiling
and hops around my workspace
all day.
I was hoping he would
show up again today
and here he is;
my little buddy.
We are so on the same wavelength.
Saturday, September 1, 2012
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