Showing posts with label poem9. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poem9. Show all posts

Saturday, January 11, 2025

HAPPINESS IN A GATELESS LOT

we used to talk about love-mining
after hours

laughing like life
really liked us

rare reach, what it’s like to be
in time again

catching symbols
with nets
all night

tea steam plume across 
the smoker circle center

show me a picture
of trout lined up in a trench
where potatoes will grow

lemon balm and peppermint
back here with the kegs
and broke down boxes
and broken in freezer

rare reach, inhale 

could i ever make it all loud, is the dream
from movies, or in me?

hold dear, blink back

i need a hearing brain, you say
i think you mean a brain aid

i can’t say anything anymore, you say

sure you can

life really likes us


Friday, January 10, 2025

Some mediocre advice: a double haiku


I know some people

Can be loathsome hypocrites

But you cannot be

…

In this bitch stressing

On the moral grandstanding

Of your frenemies



Thursday, January 9, 2025

Mom

Heartbreak 

In perfect 

Key

Wall
Flight
Zoom
Boarding pass
Zillow
Rental car

Permission

My eyes

Your eyes

Like strangers

Sunk

I soften

And grieve

Relentless

When you're gone

We’ll have our lifetime of trying