now...lost....again.....it's gone

my veins seem like ravines
curling my fist
to hit you
the drums play anticipating the end
it never comes tomorrow or today
and sometimes it stops
to realize peace
but it starts again
because it never wants to end
that would be stupid
wouldn't it?

old man

I swear I saw this old man three times today
this is just like street ballet
his coat is as ragged as his walk
his pillow isn't sometimes just a block
and all the world does what it may
like mornings made from balled up clay
newspapers in tow for a brand new valley
like stories from behind the alley

this old man stands
and walks the lands
never gives an eye
to when he might die


his brain is the smashed entity
and no longer his identity
it's in front and under my car
distant to me but isn't so far
as the blood trickled
and my machine was tickled
seventy-five percent water
against the rest of the slaughter


the fact that I disturbed nothing
and still broke his cling
made it seem unfair
yet we all still seem to bear
like we all seem to care

honor

I hear him speak delicate wind in my face
said we should die honorably
later, he died alone in said way
after which I died saying nothing

minutos antes de salir

....................... a
hill as hilly
as winter coats
delicate chaos
under warmth of my baby sister
grabbing the sleeves
since it's a cold ground
crawling over her adventure
never tiring
today
my tomorrow

she doesn't know
who knows if care at all
and I am over there
looking
from a corner
whispering nothing
just observing
as she crawls back
towards me

and back again
to the hills
never leaving
the warmth of this drywalled harbor
no where to go
it's snowing
it's raining
and it's never ending
the tracks she leaves.

I don't Care...(45)

I don't care
when i sleep outside
as you keep in tide
write essays well
ring a school's bell

I don't care
turning off the alarm
finding in it no harm
in losing this time
and few other dimes


I don't care
for a complexity
double perplexity
as we look
at all these books

I don't care
at fucking jokes
told by these folks
with their names
resembling games

I don't care

because I don't flair
because all these lairs
have much cheese
that we freeze
wait to eat
wait to need
seven long years
after deceased

all in over, yet, under noses

Severity already grabbed a hold of me yesterday
The ground creaking and the leaves shaking

I'd rather be the animal, slowly creeping towards the hole in the wall.

I sit, arms crossed, looking deep into a space
waiting for an answer, under my shoes, under the chairs

so when I cross the threshold of pain, I can say I did it delicately

plain face and big nosed when i can be...all...
sit next to me, please, give me conversation...a happy thought

people will pass me by while i set out my secret, secret plans...all clandestine acts

nobody do i make proud
nobody do i ever want to be like

that's why I sharpen my claws

they are our mothers
no bother

child

she loves the sweet taste of sap on the tree
scrapes her knee.
run to the house with lemonade in mother's hand
there is no plan.
sunny behind the fence that has no purpose any day
it is just for play.
I don't quite remember what is beyond Houston Drive
she fell and didn't cry
so lying on the grass watching as the clouds always move
nobody dares remove.
so daddy comes from work to live with us for the night
does so with no fight.

His face moves a quick jerk to left, like a twitch, like a glitch on the television screen. saying, "tomorrow is different" twice and then forever. the sound decreases every so slightly for a whole minute until it's gone.
"everyone fights in the morning."
says....."that is the 'yet'"

under respite find me 'neath the still standing tree
and you'll be free.
chase me down the sidewalk path and grab me to embrace
tie the shoelace.
allocate severe worries 'neath tombstones and dead leaves
to be bereaved.
return home, leave the clockwork to die, leave your watch
so they become a blotch.
send for mommy for we will go until the sun breaks the door
we are already poor.
stop the checks for it does not matter to be here.
it is a cause of tears.

Tomorrow never comes. "tomorrow never came" he somberly realized. it went away back to the cave from which it originated from. it went to live with it's family. to it's mommy and daddy. I know it, because i caused it.