My mind is filled with silvery stars
Musical staves and boulevards
Emerald green on silver-gilt
In every word and every note
Speak to me flat or sharp
The sublime, it becomes art
I’m not in the mood for sleep now
Oh, maybe a lil’ LOL
The bright fluorescent in my room
I’ll do my best. I might have known
Patterned pavements. Royal Palms
Mosaics and boulevards
Hell yeah, I’m so effing psyched
Band of flowers captures the light
I can’t fight this anymore
Finished, I have to move forward
Speak to me flat or sharp
Music. Why don’t you start?



r u a cobra in coil
Sheathed in smooth scales?
Slithery creature
Do u believe dat ur real?

Hood half spread, u hiss and spit
Usually shy and nonagressive
Fearful under ur swaying glare
Retract again in the hot clear air

Crawl, climb, coil, crush
u cant swallow me head first
Slinking over the desert sand
Save ur venom, im not ur man

amazes me…

Stuffed kitten from a crane machine
A pair of knitted socks
Crappy mini suitcase
Full of crappy make-up

Screen printed puppies
On a yellow pullover
From a 99 cent store

Christmas parties suck for me
My friends all get me chocolate
One ‘gift set’ of toiletries
Nasty and caustic

Secret Santa Party
Ho-ho-hold on one second
Best part of December
But books aren’t presents!