Purple Haze

March 26, 2009 | Filed Under Digressions | Leave a Comment 

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I’ve been putting off writing some deep shit. I’m afraid I’d lose it if I did. Break down. Snap.

There’s a constant pounding in my chest, inhabited by a drumline, incessant, unrelenting, seething along with the burning staccato of this throbbing fistful of flesh, my heart, scathed.

See, I should stop. Really.



Oh Natural

March 13, 2009 | Filed Under Poetry | Leave a Comment 

How do you tell the rooster: stop crowing
for chrissakes, it’s still three in the morning?

Will the geckos stop clicking?
Once you shout at them: shut up
it ain’t raining, freak!

Must the frogs cancel their croaking sessions
because you put up a ‘Silence Please’ sign by their pond?

Can that occasional firefly even hold its fire for a while
just so you could answer your phone in the dark?

Let’s see then if you and I would give way
to the train of ants crossing the street
or pardon the mosquitoes
for making love under our noses.

I did not think so.

|2007|

(Penned the first few lines awhile back. Couldn’t quite finish it. But I had to let it out already. So there.)