Nasty gangster, you keep pressing all the triggers.
If I were a squeeze box, your fingers would run, ³Aw...,²
over me
But, now only
your feet-
Size 12
Triple E.
Animal Magnetism
Your bones penetrate my flesh. Your fine fishbone comb and hand mirrors your reflective ways. Like a
bird with hollow tubeframe light you are etherial, albeit, grounded.
Seriously, you draw me in with your eyes, then Hop three times- Turn
your head and,
smile.
How is it that I have known you all these years, and only now begin to see?
How attracted I am to you.
How I would love to hop three times hand in hand with you,
turn our heads together;
smile.
Keeping On
1% Harley riders and a puppy on the side
moving through the daylight dark,
live, like,
Rain Dancers dancing-
vibrating-
with the world-
doing
what they do.
Third Floor Warehouse
I have nobody else to go.
Where here is, there is some heat.
They are fed up with me. The others, I can¹t face. Don¹t kill me!
My fire! Please- Don¹t take that away. Safe? I know ³alive.² I¹ve smelled
death. It is worse than urine.
Twenty-Three Beans
The beans of Egypt, Greece,
Persia, Turkey, beans of Lebanon, Palestine, and Isreal; Stones, soup bean legume on tangled vines between Iraq and a hard Afghanistan. Iran for stones, for soup, for stones to eat, for soup to throw- for soup to scald and burn the message in blistered skin with Syrian heat, with hot Saudi sand- North African sand- Moroccan beans, Algerian beans ofremember- ³The Maine,² remember ³The Bay of...
Pigs," Guantanimo, beans- the beans you eat that give you gas you want, you need, and stones is all they get to spend. Uzbeki beans, ³Beans Pakistan,² Armenian beans, and beans from Crete- The beans you sow are the beans you reap. Beans from Yeman, and the Emirates, Tangiers and Quitar; the beans spilled in Kuwait, Oman-
23 beans and a whole lot of garlic can make one sit up and take note.
My next poem will feature eggs and names like South Africa, The
