Poetry

Completeness of Nowhere

The luxury of avoiding the inevitable disappears unharmed. *     *      * the greenness of the night is false to the green of the lawn he said. The thickness of the air is illegitimate if you live in my closet she purred. If you were to travel from this point to anywhere you wouldn’t be here he…

Dear…

I know you hardly ever leave your room now      & perhaps this letter will remain in the mailbox for months      only to stare out through the grating, white in that shallow black space,      like the moon in the mirror of a one room basement apartment      on a waterfront street; its smooth face like an Indian…

Triavil

Bless you, gentle Perphenazine and vivacious Amitryptillin! You’re my spring fever and my autumn smelling of campuses. You turn my head as two women would who stopped to stare at me with amazement and delight saying together, where have you been, etc. We belong to each other, darling Triavil, in a ménage à trois! I’m…

Wet Dream

Ocean currents spill dust Underwater canyons extend to African rivers from the Congo and back to the Orange Canyons Ain’t this Atlantis? No this is Walvis Ridge! Under the Atlantic deep troughs and long ridges Moonless Mountains to Hawaiian Deep and Johnson Island north to Musicians Seamounts and Mendocino Fracture The Aleutian Trench borders volcanic…

purgas purfling

     orphalese in orle. kestrel khansamah khanjee keyed. orsellic                                                ort. purgations eurydice bulbous. of her golden smock, her tablet ornithodelphid. components enacted.                              ornithopilous ormazd descending from his aeolian heights,                                                      killing scapes with his orisort feet.      ork orillion…

The Attache Case

People look at me and say, there’s a man who knows where he’s going. That’s because of my attaché case. If I didn’t carry it who would notice me? Entre nous, it’s filled with sand, which is running out.

Infinite Grace

If you had picked one life to live and one body to live it in you couldn’t of picked a worse carcass said the master to the devotee, thankyou master I brought you my wife and children, do with them what you will. The perfect master immediately had them all commit suicide while asking for…

Provincetown: February

On some days the mind refuses to play. Given paradise terrestrial, it can make nothing of it, craving instead its minimal dose of something lethal. But spring is arriving, the great forgiver, and it appears understood that we did not really wish to die. Blackfish Creek has gone into molt, sunken and gliding past its…

Home

It seemed to me that the old family house of my boyhood was being razed. The three-story brick front had been sheared away. Sunlight glared on the wallpaper. I saw the living room and through the French doors the dining room. I looked into my room. No bed. No bookcase. No desk. Snow began to…