Tuesday, October 22, 2013

tact

Moses taught us to drown the enemy out. Like moles in the spring. We never knew how bold we could be. When the summer sun set the drummer done sweat! Does the moon come every night? I thought about getting a tattoo of a row of parking spots. They'd be vacant, and the heart of em would be stained with oil and gum and everything else you associate with a parking spot. But then I thought wow how symbolic, right? It's almost nauseating how dissimilar we were. It's almost nauseating that you wore that visor to your aunt's 15th sobriety party. I remember you played with the swimming pool butterflies.

west nashville

I sat in circles in early life
on the other side of town
sat my chubby-cheeked wife

we touched toes and recited rhymes
our multiplication was sublime

predecessors in the ground
a fine tooth comb on the ground
the playground dust swirled around the ground

like phat phantom dirvishes
West End nighting
gale

my tempest brake
was Radnor Lake

in the hereafter I hope to soar

Monday, October 21, 2013

millions of Scarface t-shirts

peeling over the asphalt
coolly
1995 Jaguar XJ8 Vanden Plas
quilted vest
upon my bodie

DJ Squeeky
forwarrrrrrrd, hoe

morphine bags in the trunk
fangs on my simile smile

"I'm balling like Jefri Bolkiah"

millions of Scarface t-shirts

Monday, October 7, 2013

Heaven

Portuguese Water Dog whimpering
under Christmas candle display
all the Victorian musk can't keep us back
from dishes of eastern Kentucky origin

a stack of books lay demolished
in Cooper-Young
These Days by Nico
in a Crossville fog

The Gates of Hell
aren't prevailing
this life is blast cap fast
and Hell is whipping up

I dream of heaven
The Ultimate social network
I want to meet the obscure
souls and chat

I was wondering if there's a version of hell
that mirrors Inception and a bad acid trip
The perpetual doubt
roiling and roiling forever

I want the swarming peace
the instant communion
expansive pervasive peace
nonterminal mind hug