Center of Attention

I can hear the man outside my door crunching peanuts.
To make small talk the TV says He got life, I wonder

if the phrase is older than prisons. I’m not
a genius on the matter but I think I may be going

insane… Then again solitary confinement
will gift even the most dull with a startling

Imagination… Near the north pole
the sun doesn’t come up for months

and the light reflects up from the snow
and there are no shadows.

The man leaves.
I knew he would.

The Fortieth Anniversary of the Summer of Love

The train station, she smirked a tear when
I opened the door. The wine and wax
were dried up and a puppy ate cheese cake from a curved mirror.
I stared at my feet, ignoring all the tongues she had tied
into the knots of her floor boards. She said
Some beasts can't roam together

In a park in Seattle I was jumped by 30 crackheads as old as my dad.
All lost eyes and bulging jaw muscles reminding me
of zombies five minutes later a cop made me spread my fingers
on the sidewalk. I was asking him for directions.
She said Its not the differences
its the similarities

This is the summer you might have seen me
running back from the first class showers
on any train west of North Carolina.
Arguing with the hats.
Listen I did this as much for
you as I did for me

In LA they found a bomb outside the hostel and made us sit
on a curb between little houses 15 blocks away while a robot
scooped it into a tank. Traffic was detoured from Venice
Blvd. We couldn’t be trusted, out in the morning heat
shirtless. Unharmed. Is there anything worth going back to?
I'd ask open windows, Or should I just keep moving?

If you were between Niagra Falls New Orleans and Vancouver
chances are you bought me a drink to keep
telling you stories, or let me wash dishes
for a meal. Either way you looked at me like you
were saving my life, so
I followed suit.

starting off

decided to give the blog world a shot... suppose ill post a few poems and see how this goes.. maybe get on and rant in the middle of the night..