4 07, 2017

The answer of the violin

2017-08-03T03:33:03+00:00 Categories: Poetry|Tags: , |

She wakes up after dreams of Broadway lights
to find a ridiculous glimmer on the nightstand.
Another nine-to-five routine awaits
in a basement full of desks
and lamps,
and she comforts herself
with the offerings of the light in the fridge.

Bag ready, umbrella broken.
She steps outside and walks toward the daily trade
of heartbeats for coins
that will […]

25 06, 2017

Cups of anxiety

2017-08-03T03:33:24+00:00 Categories: Poetry|Tags: , |

Outside the cafe, the bees do their waggle dance
as I get lost
trying to follow their directions.
Next to my table, vapor escapes another cup of anxiety
to play with the smoke of an old man’s cigarette.
They swirl and dance, as if emulating the bees,
as if trying to explain it to me.
But I […]

27 04, 2017

Like me, I’m an asshole

2017-07-09T00:54:50+00:00 Categories: Poetry|Tags: , |

Don’t you like it? Click that button!
If you liked it, of course.
But if you didn’t, could you share it
for someone else to endorse?

I liked your picture the other day.
What takes you so long to discern?
You should respond to generosity
if you expect it in return.

Even if I bore you to death,
with […]

21 03, 2017

Homesick thoughts

2017-07-28T01:25:03+00:00 Categories: Poetry|Tags: , |

I woke up in the middle of the night and stayed in bed with my eyes closed for a while, trying to get back to sleep. It was about five in the morning when I gave up and jumped out of bed.
The summer had been officially over for two weeks. […]