There is this force… Golden vipers Blooming into Poinsettas and growing Into illustrious orchids. My knees freeze over At the thought, Staring down the sinkkole of the universe Which is a color I can’t describe. Losing sight of it all, Standing at the urinal, Below the Lifeguard tower, 4 times, each taking 20 minutes to …
Category Archive: Poetry
Feb 21
If you’ve ever…
Relied on the possibility of hangover induced telepathy Left your house in the morning and thought God damn it, I should have made an omelet Sipped calamity through a straw and become indifferent to evil Stood next to a well-dressed Wall Street Standard and chanted ruin Broken a name down to its parts such as …
Feb 18
Cold Coffee
Thermos half empty, coffee cold, no change for a refill, gave it all to the beggar, the guy at the Colfax off ramp, with the sign, “Vet, will work,” but he never does. I know, drugs and alcohol – it wasn’t that long ago I might’ve put the money there myself – it’s okay. I …
Feb 12
cocksuckers of the world unite and meet at my place
somewhere there’s some guy who is always right somewhere there’s some guy who is always good somewhere there’s some guy walking around with a parrot on his shoulder with bird shit all over his shirt somewhere there’s some guy who has just cut off his finger somewhere there’s some guy getting a blow job somewhere …
Feb 09
Descended from Bears
This Quonset hut in the woods lacks plumbing, lacks a view, and reeks of crystal meth. Living here means rushing into the forest until I rent a Port-a-Potty, but I don’t think the DEA will find me in any hurry. You claim that in Bulgaria in tall concrete Communist housing you lived a cleaner, sleeker …
Feb 06
Nuclear Hoochie Koochie
This pome is auto-written in a search & destroy fashion „cause watching The Simpsons has more to do with „em frickin jokes that show deficiencies in our characters. While I am guzzling bottles of drugstore Vodka labeled God?s XXX „cause it?s filled with some exotic perfumed varnish-amber-colored-stinking-rubbing-100-proof-alcohol which in truth is man?s poison contributing to …
Feb 03
Corporate Cage
They make me feel like wearing bones on my head and killing them at random … I see my hands moving working while the faces keep talking asking wanting but all I can hear are those wild cowboys riding hell-bent horses under thunder & lightning mud and rain and yelping six-guns blasting blood-shot eyes in …
Jan 31
Bless You Father
as a former Catholic bent by booze I now understand what years of Mass failed to teach if the Pope relaxed his staunch stance on birth control & abortion it would severely limit the dating pool of all his child fucking priests –RC Edrington
Jan 28
Making Friends for the World
I lose my job & run out of benefit I’m in Mexico where it’s not so easy to freeze. I’ll scavenge what I can & steal my neighbors’ water. I’ll get reckless & confuse it with life full tilt: jump bail, sharpen shank for associates, fall beneath their pig-sticking luminosity, the fear of the Lord …