Captain Hook claws the helm.
Sword against bow, blood
sprays over stormy waves.
Soldiers down, pirate
stands upon stained deck.
Romanesque cathedral divine
Virgin Mary makes a run for it, ancient
Indians cover her in gold treasures.
Immortality for sinners.
Pyramids tell tales of the sun
Icarus burns,
ashes smolder on a woman’s breast.
Puritan graves in the country.
Pitchfork stabs the earth.
Teeth scattered in soil like corks.
Three out four, an ugly death.
Snakes in the park
Eve eyes the apple.
Humanity rises up
rallies against God.
(Originally each stanza began with a colored letter to spell
my name but I just took it out as it didn’t seem to do anything. It was: Red J,
White A, Purple M, Blue E, Green S)
Her old playgirls, their charms
haunt her at night.
Hammer her eyes,
ghost trapped in the skull
She said her ways are stitched.
Strange days no more.
Are you still afraid?
The bottle lost its power,
she says and now treasures
Emily’s music box.
She does not know how
To apply for the position Pad
in the Bog with the Frogs.
You don’t love me, true
I quit college for you.
I don’t understand that
Four letter word that
Destroys nations.
I can’t say in a sentence
speaking… listen,
not a sentence,
a mistake, a fragment.
Something missing.
Your intentions cloud up
big in grey sky; dissolves
the connection between us.
On the courtyard grass
a broken body, bloody feather.
When the world explodes
I will still love you.
When the universe
sucked into black hole
I will hang on a thread,
not fall
just yet
cling.
When I see your eyes again
In some distant smoky bar
I will light your cigarette
roll on out into the foggy night.
(I wrote these words in 1988. I had a brief fling with Tami,
who I had had a crush on for years and when it finally came to fruition, she
left just like that, leaving me sad and alone.)
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