December 2009
“pneuma has left me now
and oh i forget it
i know she’s there beneath my...”
“wait i should’ve know by now
i should’ve gone to sleep but had to...”
rabbit we were younger
we were older
we were foolishly cool
but discomposed
unsung is the way
slowly to disclaim
i’ll stand ready just don’t be confused
mountain brings forth a mouse
much cry and little wool
anomalous
we’re not just usual
it comes in the way i stand
a stabbing wound
it stung
all i do is try to move on and on
it’s tearing the heart out of you
rabbit...
There’s Bud Light on my shoe and I don’t remember how it got there. Ah, the thought appears to me now. The quick motion I made to try to warm my hands in the fire pit we made in my friend’s backyard, must have distracted me from the beer clutched in the space made from one arm bone to the next. “Take a vacation & tell no one.” Why am I surrounded by these acquaintances? No bother telling...
