if i were but a sister of mercy i’d have no disgrace in this death of a bed if i were but … More
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The St Francis Series, #2
you canonizable freak filled with silent artillery shriek
The St Francis Series, #5
and you, afraid and you afraid to climb ten-storey mountain me
The St Francis Series, #6
could i lift myself in my own upturnèd hands and you drink from me, you failure of a man you failed, failed, … More
Mothers day at the Franciscan Friary
Jesus flies a kite The goat with the leech on his throat climbs to the pines at lean on the … More
The saint francis
St Francis of the birds in your hand and the hares at your feet you’ll stroke only them and i, … More
The St Francis Series, #7
of the birds in your hand and the hares at your feet you’ll stroke only them and i, alone, crave only to touch only … More
Dove of peace
Dove of peace if i were but a dove of peace i’d sit on the left hand of my found … More
Sisters
Sisters if i were but a sister of mercy i’d have no disgrace in this death of bed if i … More
Flawed baby late in the hurricane season
There is so much of it, the rain Too much for this coyote girl And from the rain grow flowers … More
Tornado dog
hers are hackles in the twisted air she snaps she sails her teeth bare
That bamboo
that bamboo refused the stand upright there was relief in the voices of birds and bees who no longer alight
The origami
Her orgasms are folded-paper birds falling to the floor.
We flew their hearts
your sons marched past, singing songs o spite they were sparrows at a bullfight they said “good night” we put … More
Her red peppers
she cook up a big dinner so i hears, her red peppers dun shriveled on the roof they lights up … More
They said shoot him in the face
My final net call Zero-four Stand-to at the L-D, The bad the ugly took the radio trumpet The tracer rounds, … More
Croatia, 2001
I am moss bitter on the tongue I am but stripling Grown through rock, and I fail to feed your … More
Sackbutt’s egret explodes into the sky
that were a flotsam-smelling, hermit-crab jump zone, and her red peppers shriveled on the roof he piss this n pepper that, say ” it … More
Youssef of the Bekaa
I have a daughter Up in the mountains you see I didn’t want her She only guesses at me She … More
5th Ave, date him, not me
Guillermo, it’s clear pain is not a stranger.. 5th Ave is a magnificent rich beast of pain. She has … More
Awaiting the verdict, again
Pau! feels like i’m awaiting the verdict … again. i know you are doing your caring best, but this is … More
Sackbutt in the DMZ … be no children
he got a bee-sting woman with her overgrowed eggs a-rot two feet down in a kimchi pot
Bessie as bull, straight, no chaser
Bessie belched up a ripsnort bull she got a ghetto guffaw and a freight train roar she was a big-boned … More
The dolphin said stop
dolphin forget, then remember then deign not to breathe and he died in my arms and went sea to bottom … More
Mi contessa, it weren’t the wheels off
(EX-ARMY FOOTBALL STAR, IN VIETNAM, CALLS FOR AN AIR STRIKE ON OWN POSITION) … it were the brakes, and … More
Joe got a glock
We are men with children and many cupholders Our hair graying, cocks sagging Powers turning to fairy dust All the … More
Of course i want control
THIS BE THE ONE I AX SENT From: giro Subject: Fwd: Our Time in the Desert // #2 // Of … More
Blare of aux in the Smokers Den
one bought brass for shaving pencils, and orange paper; wearing cotton gloves and kevlar lids and green wool socks and … More
The tobacco duster and my was-dog
there is the tobacco duster, bringer to starvèd flowers that watched the colony fail the morning’s muster so is she … More
Can one comb spirits?
can one comb spirits as one combs bees? are trees and bees and bears not at the mercy of one … More
puppy love, my first bike
However, let’s take a step back, Grasshopper. You have said: I am in love with my R1200RT … I don’t … More
the silk string against the mountainside every thousand years
and eldering men estranged from their significances, from import, from effect, feel only the draft, the chill, from windowless children
Amazing young girl on the flying trapeze
Puked three times, she: “I cannot stop.” Kept swinging, Kicking them skinny-skirted legs For the meadow’s thirty minutes Threw up, … More