Silver Tongue, White Devil

NaPoWriMo 2013: XV

Sun, 05 May 2013 09:29:00 -0400

I genuflect to her idiolect
I tried to approach with respect but she read me like a memo
She was soft and direct
“Get in the back and lower a window”
I genuflect to her idiolect
Like she knew I would

NaPoWriMo 2013: XI

Mon, 29 Apr 2013 15:17:04 -0400

I’m better with comedy and invectives
But nothing’s funny and there’s no one to blame
Nothing’s funny and there’s no one to blame

NaPoWriMo 2013: X

Thu, 11 Apr 2013 11:30:17 -0400

Like a rucksack full of light bulbs
Being transported over vaguely European hills
Heavy boots falling
Finding traction on unsure terrain
Listing with uneven steps
Fragile and bright
Awkwardly taut
This is how I feel

Dear NYPD,

Tue, 04 Dec 2012 23:56:00 -0500

Dear NYPD,

Stop and frisk can stop and kiss my ass

Signed more black people than your city has

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A little late on posting this because I kept trying to make it longer

I’ve been neglecting this lately But some friends and I have recently gotten into D&D and...

Fri, 16 Nov 2012 23:35:25 -0500

I’ve been neglecting this lately

But some friends and I have recently gotten into D&D and it’s making me feel much more creative
And I’m working on a short story
And hopefully I’ll have something to share here soon.

Women and Poetry

Mon, 03 Sep 2012 21:53:34 -0400

One day I’ll share my poetry with a special woman
Or I’ll share myself with a woman who enjoys my poetry
And she’ll run, or she’ll stay, or maybe we’ll just fuck
She may ask me to write a poem about her
I’ll tell her I only write invectives
She’ll run and I
I’ll write a poem about her

Grasping

Sat, 01 Sep 2012 13:56:00 -0400

The roadways flooded
Water and weeds and limbs of trees
Trampled by the ire of motorists

I walk along a Jersey shore after a storm
Rough water smacks its lips on a frigid day
Moist sand compacts beneath my feet
Strands of freshly torn seaweed wrap around my ankles
Grasping with malice or
Grasping with despair
Holding on to me, holding on to be remembered

Rain cascaded
Not falling in drops, but in waves
Blowing forth and back
Marring our vision
Delaying our progress
Like tears we shed for those whom teach us to love apathy
Wipers frantic and useless sweep the glass
Like clenched fists pressed to sockets

My toes go numb as the tides carry away my gaze
As debris is swept away down hills
And bridges and streets and thoroughfares to the rivers, the oceans, the currents
To the the horizon, with my gaze

Like the magnitudes beyond quarrels thunder shook passersby
Lightning shot up and crashed down like so much hope

The storm marches forth
We weather it and continue on

This is terrifying
This is exhilarating
This is existence and I passed through it

I step inland
And I shake my foot free

OBL

Sun, 05 Aug 2012 23:10:00 -0400

I celebrated a man’s death
I danced
I sang
I marched
I chanted
I drank a bottle of champagne

I celebrated a man’s death
A voice in the box told me it was despicable
A professor said we were just like the ones that waved their flags after the towers fell

Maybe I am
Just like them
Hurt
Happy
Human

Women too.

Sun, 10 Jun 2012 22:46:00 -0400

we’re the only group of people alive
that have had all of the world’s writings and knowledges
less than 5 minutes away
a search of a torrent site
and we can see all the greatest art
and read all the great texts
and we all masturbate to sasha grey deepthroating a dick instead

Today the birds above my bedroom were pushed from the nest. One reluctant soul bounced off my...

Thu, 24 May 2012 11:45:44 -0400

Today the birds above my bedroom were pushed from the nest.
One reluctant soul bounced off my window before finding his wings and thinking:
Momma knows best

Sing it, Singlet.

Fri, 18 May 2012 00:09:10 -0400

Tap
Tap tap
Tap shoot
Sprawl
Takedown defense
Take down defense
Take down defenses

We push
And grasp
And we stall

We’re up in arms

Always struggling for inside control
Always challenged by another
Always challenging another
Struggling for inside control

Mambo Number 5 O'Clock Somewhere

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 23:08:30 -0400

The only thing worse than blasting old, outdated pop music
Is blasting new, outdated pop music
At a captive audience
I’d rather have the spins than hear what you spin
Lady Gaga, I turn to vodka
Hearing Katy Perry I’d rather drink cooking sherry
Rebecca Black Velvet

But when you, two men payed to make a playlist, put on Lou Bega
This stops being hyperbole
Mambo Number 5 O’Clock Somewhere

I wrote like three poems about the DJs Macy's hired to promote a new fragrance on Sunday. Deal with it. The Poem.

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 22:56:30 -0400

teeth clenching veins popping skin tightening skull throbbing
DJs don’t belong in a mall

If I was hungover I wouldn’t make it
If I were drunk they wouldn’t make it

Lying to Myself

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 22:53:56 -0400

The mall walking morons move to the beat
My mind wanders, wondering how anyone can enjoy this
When I remember Schadenfreude.
I’d chuckle too if I were them thinking:
Better you than me

23

Mon, 30 Apr 2012 22:51:26 -0400

Twenty three
My persistence failed me
Ran out of creativity
Grabbed by apathy
Next year, NaPoWriMo. Next year.

Apologies all around, again

Mon, 23 Apr 2012 00:37:00 -0400

I’d rather regret a night of not going out
Than a morning of “what have I subjected my friends to?”
It shouldn’t come to this
But it’s come to this

Rush More, Win More

Sun, 22 Apr 2012 21:17:01 -0400

Losers don’t get mountains
When history has forgotten even the winners
Four faces will still stare down the horizon
Missing noses perhaps,
But still dominating the South Dakotan Skies
A nameless monolith
Overlooking their land
With eight victorious eyes

524

Sat, 21 Apr 2012 21:46:00 -0400

Turkey buzzard in the street
Crimson strips in the carrion’s beak
Engrossed in the flesh
Ignoring the slow, swerving cars
Enjoying the mess
Right where you are

Fishbowl

Fri, 20 Apr 2012 19:43:27 -0400

Wall of glass
No billiards, no internet
Nothing to do but watch people pass
Yoga pants are the best thing for an ass

Desiccated

Thu, 19 Apr 2012 14:15:37 -0400

The weather report
Means more to the worms