Biond

concrete demands in feathered Sanskrit, gray puffs
and wisps: seemingly reversible legibility
laws of purple sun kissers, moon-touchers, sky scrapers
sent down snot-ooze waters to the unwashed
cretin subsets and subsidiaries.
cobalt complexion and rosy exposed sinews
of chameleon twigs, they morph, and break
falling, to be washed away
lime green dew boats
waving with seasons end though savagely
hacked apart by icy wind and snow
what feeling remains in the mute?
can there be a corollary for this pain?

fourque

am i persuasive
or a purveyor of charm,
how pervasive is my appeal
will clock ticks tick and with them
take youth and health and chemistry
are firsts firsts or time's repetition
does the order matter of merely the parts?
are you adhesive for a bitter end
or causation spawned from correlation,
does it matter being special
when the circumstances of specialty are unknowable?
what rhetorical nonsense will I spew
when most Blunt, and how quickly will images fade
this time.

be on say

rhetorical nonsense, awkward half taps and
friendly confines, unfettered
unfiltered, unflappable confidence
and utter disappointment?
consider at times how preferences have
waned, and reflect on candle flames
and the burns that fade over time.
regret having a foot out the door
in every conversation or situation
even when all is laid out
and more then some would want to know
is shown.
what merit is there in arguing
the merits of speech?
what feeling is there
in unfeeling inquisition
and half-hearted goodbyes?
and does the glint in your eyes
suggest understanding, or are you
like all others, thrusting your finest charm
waiting to snatch up wayward hearts and feast
your siren feast.
linguistic representation is entirely necessary
but old when treated a gimmick,
unless ready to accept it all, it should be left
alone. Non piu.

Grate Wall

Charcoal marks undone
tarred mind undone
logic is dilated pupils, strong chins,
straight hair
a deep laugh and a polite smile.
Nameless and known
an example and not a
caricature
adjectives were double once,
but now
no longer in pairs
they are more descriptive,
indicative that the temperature
has finally reached 100.
Icy tension has given way
into vapor unseen and not
to be concerned with in
this sublime reality.
My neighbor is a dark
mysterious man and our
philosophical understanding
is that distinction is more
necessary in consumption;
would my guest prefer
more salt, more batter, more spice more
food?; than in conversation
and as such we decided
it's customary to serve according
to your guests in a way that
it's deceptive to speak according to your audience.
So I make capellini on
tuesday, my neighbor serves
ribs on wednesday, and
down the road
we sample pad thai on thursday
with a man who joins us
for beer and burgers on sunday
afternoon. Food and football
tearing down walls politicians never could.

Pan-Gai

Humanity fleeting under the grasp
though in control so far as is
reached, and what has been wrought
is not mere flesh and bones
but rather was among the first beauties
I had ever cherished, the cherub
cry of feti angels and quasi-rulers
who cling to guns and bibles
for nothing else remains that is
tangible. In marching, memories
are forgot and forsaken, futures,
ultimately, forgone, in favor of
whims we cannot help but to follow.
Our hollowness is truth, and since that is
true, then it must be in concert
with the idea our mundane-nity persists.
However, if all that is, is,
then isn't there enough, without all that isn't?

Etch a Stitch

Are phantom limbs in freckled sight but prospects
when blue-green betty's eyes are slit
windows with rose-tinted goggles so the whole
mosaic is as if stained twice over
Pickled testimonies are deep fried betrayal
a half baked excuse to purge one's conscience.
But when the stakes are raised, will it all blow away
or stand firm, having sprouted roots where once
were none.