Drinking chai tea
doing tai chi
try to remember the last time I was creative
words used to flow from my body
like music to my ears
lately it's like pulling teeth
as ears stream down my face
yes, ears. Lest I dream on, as the years
pile up
faithless and drowned, not unhappy but worried
not rushed but certainly hurried
unmarried/harried
and so on
and so forth
06 January 2014
04 January 2014
every floor
every floor
is as ordinary as
every other floor
a million floors
stretching out, from
here to eternity,
floors covered in
linoleum, sandalwood,
expensive linens,
birch bark, pine shavings,
floors covered in mud
floors made of earth
floors smelling of catnip
flooring supplies salesmen
leaning on their wives
after a long day at work
dancing on top of bars
tables become floors
men dancing alone,
men dying alone,
human beings crying
to touch each other, to
reach out like arms grabbing
falling money
I have a farm!
I have a horse!
I fed it poison!
there was a time
before the war
when I still believed
and now instead
I spend my nights
setting fires in alleyways
& jerking off
and now I'm done
with the hotheads,
the unbelievers
and the gentlemen brides
cool calculated birds
landing on wires
flitting between oaks,
between evergreens,
men hiding in broom closets
boys with bright eyes whistling
bright corridors leading
to darkened rooms,
women with dishpails &
cards carrying loose slots
(The Loosest in Connecticut)
...
now arm your souls & arm
your minds with nonconformity
because a new wave of manipulation
is pouring down on us, pouring
over everyone you've ever met
and it must be resisted.
as the floor holds the feet
holds the body & the mind
resting regally in that head,
the beautiful head of yours.
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