Lights Out

Lights out – time to go to sleep That delicious feeling of getting horizontal On a marshmallow futon, Under familiar blankets, Next to worn dinosaurs and bears; Room to sprawl and do battle In the night realm of dreams.

Threads

This is the way I take emotional photos: Spat on to paper by the stylus at hand. Clipped coupons of what’s come to mind As I perform this audienceless exercise. I hear the cacophony of voices Opining inside my skull Each struggling to surface and be heard; To pick a thread with the eye of [...]

A Dream on My Couch

In a dream that plucked me From the couch that I slept on, I walked, ant sized, through the growth In my garden, Shaking nasturtium stems To feel the dewdrops like rain, And climbing mountains And ferns Like a child with no friends. Reminiscing like a fool, These dreams torment like reminders; Gleans of silver [...]

Realized

Three nights I have lain awake Storming through half-sleep dreams And possibilities, thoughts, Mental magical carpets, Half real, half realized; Doors half opened and swinging Smooth computers peripherally Analyzing and verifying Believing yet incredulous Of the panoramic impossibility. The stark lightning of imagination Energized and rampantly naked; Leaping obstacles with merry, nimble feet Barely touching [...]

A Prayer for Dreams

Arise, comic and tragic, Lustful, passionate, and fluorescent, Cartoon and video footage, Scripted and ad lib, Fanciful, grotesque, and beautiful. The colorful vampires Of the dreamlands: Come hither unto me. Let me collect you like so many coins And seal you into prisons Of memory, typeset, and ink. Inspire me, muses of Hypnos, Pour enchantments [...]

The Blessed Heart Sacred Moon Wanderlust Spelunking Club

I am the sole member of the The Blessed Heart Sacred Moon Wanderlust Spelunking Club and I lead myself through the Scottish bogs under a sky liberally sprinkled with the Milky Way galaxy. Wet shoes and grey spirits, feather boa fog tendrils bathing my sock-tops, no compass points me to my Holy Grail. Two kittens [...]

Son of the Untitled Dickwad Poem

Love is the drug that opiates me nowadays to fend through this morass of doing what’s to do. Love and Nicotine, not pen and paper, heart and dreams laid out, a mindsong to read. a cling-to-my-sanity Love, no Woodstock peace and fuck-your-neighbor crap. “She’s an Angel of the first degree…” And while I grip my [...]

Humbled in an Easy Chair

Tonight the old feelings come back; the old feelings of enemies — long ago when humankind believed and could see their mistakes unclothed as Demons. They crouch in tree foliage and prowl like cats or gargoyles on the roof; they know they work through dreams and they know we have forgotten our humble beginnings in [...]

Santa Claus

Between the Devil and the deep blue sea there is me and a bottle of Smirnoff™ Vodka destined to drown me in Davy Jones’ Locker. The pursuit of happiness, wine, women, and song goes on like the road that never ends, so long that it sends itself laughing away ‘till you’re lost lonely and livid [...]

Shopping Cart

One more poem before I drown into sleep, filled like a shopping cart full of food to cook and eat and explore with dreams of department stores.

2 Stories

I had a beer with an Indian. he said he was an Indian so I bought him a beer and he told me about a ghost horse who could run faster than the wind who he was sure he had seen in the long grass behind his trailer. he bought me a beer and I [...]

Untitled Poem #167

I sing and I sing and I sing to you of dreams I’ve had and notions that came to me while I watched you sleeping and I sang them softly to you into the little cup of your ear which never overflows; it listens and holds all of my nonsense, but only while you’re sleeping. [...]

Untitled Poem #164

all I think of in my most precious dreams is that dangerous dolphin, you. flying golden dragon, delicate butterfly, wreaths of suntouched hair, I know you in each disguise. you are dessert.

Zambone Machine

why do my dreams lay siege to me as if I was a fortress of stone, a dragon unconcerned with men’s matters, a river who just picks up the bones of foolish dreams who jump the chasm and fall to drown in icy water, for I move the other cliffside at will at each new [...]

Impressions

you’re a kitten curled up after a day of curious exploration, ears twitching with dreams and unconscious poise, lulled asleep by the intricate rhythm of your heart rattling in its cage. you’re two shiny blue eyes like children on Christmas day, lips slightly parted and twinkles streaming like the stars in the Milky Way, one [...]

Where You Are in the World

a star winked out in the nighttime sky and did not return my love as I cast into the heavens; a sword standing still riding my mind like the hip of a warrior. one oboe quietly mediates the tree’s disputes about who is shading who as I am walking through. there is no medium for [...]

Nyarlathotep 1925

thy Bloody Tongue caresses the forehead of the Chosen for Hotep, Dark Lord. the Crawling Chaos erupts from blood for us: those willing to see his vistas, landscapes draped in flesh, drenched in blood, shattered like mirrors so close like dreams one bright tentacle to worship one hypnotism one belief of truth; as you wish [...]

The Poet-Muncher

what to think of the world anymore/is a serious question like a toothache/ or this sore throat/or the nagging love for someone who’s gone/I don’t understand any better than the next person/they point to me and say “poet” and nod their heads/at explanations that I give them without numbers/no graphs, no statistics/poetry is the science [...]

Falling Down

I let it all go; what falls back to me chooses to do so; I set it all free, just as dreams are supposed to be something awful rising from the sea. my courage grows faint so I grit my teeth. I crown me a saint, I despise me a beast.

Fireflies in a Jar

I am still here; encased in steel, frozen in flesh; I am still here. the I, the me, and the one and only: Michael, an Angel, this quality, definitely the most beautiful man regardless of position and opinion. building and building my building, my self: a tower of faith in feelings. I’ve mortared each brick [...]

Struck Dumb

sometimes things will strike me, strike me, strike me solid with a beautiful thought. I thought that all these things were really real but now I’ve blinked and they’re not. that’s just my lack of faith, of faith, of faith in what I truly believe. I believe in the movement of drums in this music [...]

$ympathy

so nothing happened between us. is that what you believe? is it easy to forget me? is it easy just to leave? I don’t want your sympathy. I don’t know if you lie when you tell me that you really love me. what do I believe? I don’t want your sympathy. don’t stay if you [...]

Little Things

I think I shall take refuge in my little dreams of apes and frogs little dreams of big-eyed fish, shedding tears never seen underwater. little dreams of stands of trees who whisper together to protect me. little dreams of pools of color that geyser happily when I come to visit. little dreams of stars that [...]

Untitled Poem #-19

once upon a time I was a youth, no corpse dream thing, tiny and small, but I was as big as the world, bright and unbuttoned like metal. so anyways, I bend and I breathe. the sieve of my skin leaks the sand of my cloud life; strange clouds, odd clouds for people far away [...]

Without Trying

I I can wish as hard as I want without trying. Maybe it takes a nervous breakdown To examine the croak of a frog. A rich man tapes his hands to his sides Drowning in treasures but refusing to decide Which pearls he wants to wear for eyes. II To the grey lands to search [...]