anchored down in
sedentary and blue at times
I came to on that Sunday
I wrote my finest rhymes
the Highway was Imperial
the light was wearing thin
the grass was brown but beautiful
dinner took me in
a crowded room, a cult
the menu was irrepressible
none of it my fault
time to go, the night was young
I said goodbye, I shrugged
I thought of running far away
I said goodbye, I shrugged
I held out all my hope
and dawn came and nothing moved
I fingered up the rope
and dawn had bad ideas, dawn did
I couldn’t hold it in
and dawn gave birth to Monday
the rain would then begin
Hassling
from the front, with a spell on me
from the back, with a curse for the progeny
you could see them coming down
from the last good part of town
before the mayor set about reforming things
and now he’s dying of the little things
he couldn’t touch to change to kill
so what I’ll do is this
I’ll come for you in pieces
black cows five and easy
the first one will taste like morning
the second one dessert
the third one will seem like acid rain
the fourth one just acid, the fourth one just....
and number five
good to be alive
sometimes it’s just good
to be alive
The Doppelganger
the doppelganger fell on the sidewalk
he blamed the city
doppelganger fell on the sidewalk
he blamed himself
when you first forget
that a doppelganger, fallen, is a fool
go back to school
July 31, 2000
Crazy Talk
but what would that do? who would that help?
where would the wildest flowers take you?
you could end up wringing necks for sins like this
but who do you love? who do you think?
where would the wisest writings lead you?
do you have peace?
do you have flesh?
did you trade pantomime for art?
do you have feet?
do you walk fast?
did you have hardly any heart?
you threw her out the door, out of your life
one minute before she admitted to you
she knew that you knew, the footsteps were hers
but what about all your handsome hairs
piling up, all over the world, all over the world, all over the world
