Reenactment [Poem]

I was sipping sweet sorrow right through his broken arrow. Silly thoughts of sometime last January: We proclaimed our willingness to leave our lovers in padded karaoke kissing booths– Then, shared more than a glass or two behind frosted windows. I still see him whenever I please, but his pillow hair is made of dreams. […]

Dream Boys

edited version of Mid-Nite Conquests Other-worldly dreams keep me at peace pressing lips, familiar amalgamations possess piercing and forgettable eyes. It seems as though appearances are constantly changing, a million copies of his face. Some of these strangers resemble neighborhood boys playing with bright plastic toys.

Mid-Nite Conquests

Other-worldly dreams keep me at peace while I put them through paces: various men, various places. Vicariously kissing in dreams, pressing lips, connecting faces. Familiar amalgamations possess piercing, forgettable eyes. It seems as though appearances are constantly changing, idyllic features turn sour and are replaced by more pleasing countenances, a million copies of his face. […]

Imagine Us in Technicolor

V.1 PROSE-ISH Spark remembrance from Technicolor dreams. More clues than mystery novels, much more difficult to read. Don’t recall the last time you called but recount encounters on counters, chairs and floors imaginatively. Plan to wrap this up, out with the new in with the old. Be compassionate and patient. This just might be a […]

We Grow Old

We grow old but our story does not remain untold. We may lose our pets and parts and end up forgetting the rest. Turn our cheeks to the cold and lift the corners of our mouths in jest. Eventually we will turn to dust and mold ourselves, long after we are bought and sold, or […]

Dizzy Domesticity

A strange dream of a smile split in two. Red dizzy spit pooling in the drain, dissipating in feathery swirls but, the piercing’s disappeared. Silver spike missing from pink gums. A boy I adore lays beside me on a couch leaning in as his girlfriend watches television.  We dare to hold hands where she can’t […]

Dare to Dream, Escape, Become

I’ve been listening to a lot of new music to escape the crappy life of not being able to pay bills or get much of what I want… I want to be a film editor but I’m not sure how, or if, that’s possible. I long to interpret, rearrange, and put together cohesive artistic visions […]

Saw Her in a Dream

I had this weird dream last night. I know a lot of my posts, poems, and days start out exactly this way but this time a true inspiration stuck. Stuck, not struck. Inspiration strikes my mind all the time but rarely does it stick until morning. It struck a bit like bipolar lightning alternating between […]

In Dream [video poem]

I wake up from dreams and have no idea what they mean. I’m not trying to stand or scream I just want to stay in dream. I don’t care if I rhyme the same thing with the same thing! That’s the silly thing, in dream I don’t care about anything! Contractions are attractions to everyone […]

Recurrence

Sketchers pound erratically on uneven stairs that I take at top speed, flashing a jagged key, twisting an oval knob, heart racing past a pile of summer shoes. I bolt the door behind me and instantly remember a dream I had when my bedroom overlooked Broadway Street. I heard a creature snarling under the porch. […]

Half-Asleep

Am I going insane or just walking around half-asleep again? I hear clowns or something more sinister laughing from the closet. I throw my cat-pillow but she is heavier than I remember so she lands close enough to encircle my head again. I see a familiar number on the loud buzzing face, I can’t ignore […]

I Never Saw Him…

I am envious of the lens that saw him moments before he died–he smiled. kids rolled down hills, their screams were the things of dreams… I tumble and feel wet grass, growing around his gravestone, a place that marks the letter sealed inside. words eaten long ago by worms–scorched on a sidewalk, split in half […]