Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Diary of Pepys

left in cipher
lads, but with a key, have to

how well worth the effort
like to hide a wheel of parmesan as london burns

Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Coffee

You make me so keenly
aware of the force of my own brilliance
in the genius of motion

Important to
the pacing of this room
without which
I might be tempted to think it

empty and useless

Tuesday, August 08, 2006

I
When I woke I didn't realize
I had dreamed of flying invisible

I didn't realize that this was the genesis
of the fading feeling that the heights were not so high
and the growing knowledge
that I would not ascend there

II
Let's lie together and look
at the ceiling tile, dear,
our imagination free
to fly along those lines, not clouds

we've forgotten the ghosts of this place
and even those of our minds;
the impulses that still float from where our dreams
are buried will settle
out into an atmospheric sheild to burn away
wild particles of unknown space

III
But lost love emits an energy that starts new stars
and the beginning of the universe
is a red burning!, buried
in forgetting,
a fleeing of a memory

a forgetting
as from a changing of forms
settle back into the bed you
know we do not need to rise now

Saturday, August 05, 2006

You must be your own situational comedy

Sit by the docks and listen
to the hammers and saws
of men making art

By the river
the water rich with its own sense
of dramatic irony

why is it so hard to accept the world
big and lovely
when you wear your beret

and so easy to live
in Paris a self-declared wastrel
with a scrap of bread and half a poem?

the world flows like a river of ordinary
I look in tinted windows while I walk
smile devilishly and say, "so beautiful and vain"

that bloated belly I would hold forever
the pregnant artist loves her straining, straining
delivering lollipops and vinegar and potato-heads

Did you hear Williamsburg
is being made into a gated community?
they will keep the actors, as well as some mechanical bears
and a robotic cobbler

and a poet.