Not a euphemism.

she came to straighten
out my back room and instead
nested and rested.

Do not what I say
good leadership imitates
all that they don't say.

the sunday clouds keep
back the heat. today is good
for meandering.

Stanzas and minutes.

thank lines and thank time.
lines and time keep it all from
happening at once.

The face she made was
akin to when you're tasting
piss and vinegar.

i know i'm young still,
but do i have enough years
to claim perspective?

she comes to in dreams,
pockets of fluff she's made for
herself to wake in.

In City Slickers,
Crystal is prophet, "Your
twenties are a blur."

she still controls me,
she still comes to mind when i
run. towards, sorta.

And in my basket, vanity.

heartburn medicine,
conditioner and meal bars
for the at-work lunch.

"quantum of solace."
what on god's green earth? is that
even good grammar?

As he always does,
the loneliest, luckiest
man always looks down.

girlfriend got sick from
no a/c. makes me glad mine
broke on a weekday.

Telling our story,
the good, the bad, the ugly,
Lacking quality.

the endless comings
and goings of karma are
enough to exhaust.

Analyzation
brings identity to the
ones often ignored.

Toll paid.

enjoy happiness!
i've taken and hidden the
world's pain in my back.

peter said i should
write a haiku. sorry i'm
such a slacker. peace.

Falling behind to learn how to catch up.

this is what i need
to do to stay employed.
this is what i do.

Uncomfortable,
indifferent in your eyes,
inconsequential.

Sipping late night tea,
falling asleep to Nixon,
like you imagined.

My mind's packed away,
for it looks like I will be
dancing in cement.

i read my notes: "sun-
shine red something i can't go."
what was I thinking?

sunday rain, day off.
i get in a quick workout
and hope it's noticed.

The aroma of
first editions inspire
ideas for us.

obama, kerry,
gore: why are we still playing
around? call bullshit!

If you're as good as
they say you are, you shouldn't
have to hide from us.

Rest and sleep away
your demons that frighten you.
Don't worry baby.

Mom's Birthday

my dad weighs his love
for his testicles and his
records and returns.

OJ's on the news,
Metallica's back again.
What year are we in?

I was here last night to watch the parking lot lights turn on, and here this morning to see them give up.

he's desperate to live
his twenties over and I
get to watch the show.

He only speaks when
spoken to, two plus two takes
up all of his time.

Nobody knows.

the astronaut drove
to florida in diapers with
a toy gun...for love.

Happy Holiday, yo!

i dedicate my
vote to the candidate who
knows what day it is.

Fear of life

Opportunity
leads to dead ends and brick walls.
Claustrophobia.

Slow down/sectarian violence

george dubya bush may
be the world's dumbest, biggest
human thesaurus.

Things changing and the nature of dispair.

mccain kills wallace,
or at least that's what i think
i read in the times.

Wind me up, wheel me
out, reel me in, roll over,
rape, rinse, and repeat.

Delusion much?

we gave up freedom,
bought flags and greenwood's remix
and still think terrorists live in caves.

As it happened, we
were terrified by it all.
Now it's a trademark.

self-fulfilling, but
it was already coming
true before I spoke.

though others may think
it the american dream
is not gluttony

You're lucky because
the devil hates a loser,
and you had it all.

don't know about you,
but i liked myself better
when i was drinking.

Sleeping makes days go
away. Can it do the same
for other problems?

measure the distance
between trying to make it
work and it working.

blank

white twisters clutter
my insides, raging loudly.
and then? not a thing.

Things we have in common

film, work, cars, drive, and
not knowing what you're asking.
among other things.

This life lacks answers.
The way out is opposite
the way I came in.

admit it! admit
it!! admit it!!! admit it!!!!
admit it!!!!! ADMIT

Some people tell me
that way, but I prefer what
the non-people say.

hurricane ike

occasionally,
god points at us, then signals,
"not you, behind you."

believe in me as,
in my mind, i gather
my baggage, call cab.

what kind of party
is this? no booze and only
one hooker. -bender

things'll get better,
but only so the goodbye
comes out of nowhere.

The last time was too
short, I left when I should have
asked for one last dance.

you shouldn't haiku
when you really have to poo.
constipation? shit.

the tree falls to earth.
wiping his axe and his brow...
he sets off for more.

somehow i think our
lives are all better, and worse,
than the internet.

Staring contests with
babies and pen protection.
Story of my life.

she's the only nap
i can wake up from to find
myself just as tired.

is the best part of
dodging a bullet the dodging,
or in not having been shot?

Life is cemented,
my mind is stagnant watching
things falling apart.

Echoing through, the
silence kills the noise but leaves
no story to tell.

summer heat melting
tire tread from tire putting the
road's pain in my back.

The look in his eyes
share the same desperation...
captain, Titanic.

Clock.

Every morning and
every night, it tells me things
I don't want to hear.

two thousand and eight.
the year we all became "the
michael phelps of sperm."

sun rises and sets
without you thinking about
sun rising, setting.

Either go to work
or suffer from headaches and
"one, two, six, six, six"

the rain comes and goes.
so does the power and the
love, and the mistrust.

It's not a cut if
it goes into a hole that
is already there.

if i can't change my
life, maybe I can change my
location instead.

Tea for one, a book,
and rainfall. I imagine
you doing the same.

i can feel the wind
but i couldn't tell you where
it's blowing or why.

Fell asleep to the
sound of the dark side, woke to
monkberry moon delight.

brother's thirty-nine.
why do i feel that reflects
on the age i feel?

Are you listening
or are you just waiting for
your next chance to talk?

we were cheaters once, and young

it's getting harder
for me to criticize others
for things i have done.

His life is worth living.

going out tonight
to find confidence, esteem,
a reason to live.

all my favorite sites
changed their home pages. cyber-
alienation.

Hello, this is not
the person you expect or
want. Good enough, though.

yo' momma jokes are
rarely funny. less so if
the momma is dead.

Synthetic heartbeats
thumping against rotted wood.
Each thicken eye bags.

loving is never
pretty when compelled, needed,
or the opposite.

i just want an hour
to play video games and
chill. too much, I guess.

Strangely, it was the
silence that awoke me. What's
outside steals my sleep.

randy's laughter should
be infectious, but instead
it feels like disease.

You appreciate
Guybrush Threepwood, therefore I
appreciate you.

writer's block blamed on
her, blamed on the heat, blamed on
everything but me.

Words of wisdom that
omit the fun of nonsense.
Maybe I'll break down.

this happens every year.

summer power outage
becomes the reason i meet
i meet my neighbors.

(What they do?) They smile in your face...

i enjoy when she
fabricates realities
to get her friend back.

Self defeat is brought
upon by not letting go.
Retrovertigo.

John McClane's second language.

when I see you smile,
the world can't do, what the touch
of your hand can do.

life can't be all peach
yogurt and remote controls.
there's lines to wait in.

if corey feldman
can hunt vampires, i can be
whatever i want.

Silent ones aren't
always judging, some exist
just for listening.

my favorite part was
when i had no idea
what was happening.

Suggestion: The Who
should retire and Pearl Jam
should become The Who.