CURRICULUM VERNICULUM (4/27/11)
I have a mind
For the rhyme
And I've got jaws
For the cause
And can even spew
You a haiku
To name just a few
ASHES OF ERROR (4/13/11)
Maybe it would be wise to stand firm
Rooted concretely in earth and stone
To not let the embers of whichever run-down flame
Flare up and inflame my skin to burn
Leaving char-patterns to-the-bone
Done such by chance, wind, speech or turn
Ruining the aura of my name
Seeming that one would never learn
From missteps which set wet stone
SHUT UP (2/28/11)
No, shut the FUCK up
That's more like it
Never had a stupid voice anyways
Not even a memorable blip
To any of those whose demons arose
And put themselves forth to abuse me
What, were my four-year-old panties
Not the awesomest out of all the little victims
To cross your path?
Do the math, my friend
It's nothing personal, I'm sure
That "gnat" - of who the incessantly buzzing memory
Kept me awake and troubled for YEARS;
Whose guilt and shame and lame excuses
As to WHY
Just didn't include a memory of me among his many victims
I'm just a body on the bottom of a mass grave
The rotting of which caused his fractured mind to erase
The crime of me
The time of me
Now he's blind to me
So, no, I will never never never SHUT UP just because you say so
A FOOL AND HIS FLYING RHYME (2/4/11)
Any fool can think of words that bind
A gut-wrenching knot of the untying kind
God save the genius
Who puts the safe in between us
And delivers my eyes from the blind
GIVE ME A REASON
Give me a no-reserve listing
A creep-eating space alarm
Give me a nobel peace-prize
A good, rabble-rousing, hair-twisting
Give me a gold, sanctuary star
A good 'n plenty Irate-a-Thon
Give me a firm grip
Push me backwards into "my place"
Give me the keys to my car
Give me an empty space
Give me an endless supply of wind
Give me an oxygen mask
A stone on which to sit and blend in
Give me a goddamn crowbar for aged casks
Give me a cork and an empty glass
An empty hand to hold one in each
Give me an empty mitt to catch you
Give me a reason to cry
Give me a reason to preach
Give me a goddamn French-fry
