Inebriation


 Inebriated capriciousness
 dormant;
 children’s ghost screams
 scattered.

Palace

 
 
 
  The palace of low-budget dreams,
 childlike cheesiness,
 has no roof.

Benediction

 Benediction:
 Bird & Diz blowing “Salt Peanuts”
 through dry autumn leaves.

Why?

 
 Why?
 Don’t ask.
 It’s all a string of  
 don’t know mysteries.
 Just say
 thank you.

Secular Ghosts


 Secular ghosts
 radiate phosphorescent
 ennui medication.

Point of View

 Topsy turvy triumph,
 get-up-and-go
 giggles
 in the upside down.

Endurance


 On the beach
 amidst tidal serendipity,
 through impetuous hours and days,
 time is measured by endurance,
 and friendships sustain
 within their being.

Look

 Look into my eyes
 Big Boy,
 and read my thoughts;
 just don’t pee on your shoes.

Rough Sleeper


 Rough sleeper,
 pummeled by the poor timing
 of bad luck bounces;
 knocked undead,
 surrendered to the futile fates:
 options gone,
 hope gone,
 faith gone,
 dignity gone,
 illusions shattered
 into shards of turmoil
 in the absence of affection
 and play,
against the hardened grime
of invisibility.

She Falters

 With glassy-eyed resistance to speed,
 nostalgic, not ancient,
 she clutches her childhood ideals,
 while a flurry of long distance messages
 broadcast over time.

 Her past drops,
 kissing her innocence
 like the first falling snow
 in winter.
 
 Raw bone and cinderblock cradle
 where she becomes apart;
 she falters between home
 and the impersonal,
 grasping false security,
 as she falls
 
 away,
 away,
 long distance message
 far away;
 falling
 into the life of indecipherable messages
 hexed by cupidity and charm;
 against the hope that her life
 is not in vain;
 
 while she awaits 
 inevitable change.