religious experience on easter (20210404)

the forest god
makes an appearance

this time triumvirate
an earth mother
flanked by muscle
that always accompanies
true sacredness

the grass bends under her step

did you think she
would leave no trace
no evidence

she asks no questions
gives no answers
not even hints
only long meaningless stares

she is gone
the ground thumping
like the hollow log
that it is

open handed (20210401)

separate neatly skin from muscle
more finesse required than i offer
with a single hand
the second an object of dissection
inspection perhaps retaliation

are these bones robot parts
unfinished machines sensitive to
heat pain inflammation
infection inflection

the dictionary squeezed
until only ashes drift down
ashes like snow
ashes like dehydrated tears
ashes like ashes

you get what you need (20200617)

you get what you want

if what you want
is a backhand
from the ticking
winding down
clock

the second hand
gives you the finger
–good job, asshole!
only time has mastered
sarcasm

grab a shovel
don’t forget to measure
yourself first
we will all get buried standing up
can’t let change
fall out of our pockets
or our hips dislocate
during rapture
alien abduction
other failures of gravity

give us the greening grass
below our feet
or else
above all your heads

potential (20200409)

hold the flashlight up
under my chin
like a suicidal jedi knight
breathe out
empty those lungs yogi-style

in the light a vapor forms
the amorphous shape
undulates away
disappears as water droplets
spread and the temperature
between them and the adjacent air
becomes insignificant

exhale again
step into
the little cloud of myself
feel nothing

neither the sudden cooling
of nighttime sea spray
nor the volcanic steam
of the just finished running dishwasher

just nothing

and is this
–i wonder aloud to the dog–
what ghosts don’t feel
when they pass through
one another?