Tag: art

around the clock (20210407)

crow

while the rain falls
i wait for each drop
to ascend

i wait for the bark to grow
in the center of the trees
pith and heartwood tangling
like strand of hair
hiding the truth about growth
about the scab of time
about the lie of it

i wait for the clock
not to rewind
not to stand still
but to ring its alarm bell
to show that every
second of every minute
of every day happens
here and now

i wait and single drop
reverses course
singing as it rises

you get what you need (20200617)

crow9 Comments

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)

crow15 Comments

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?

the fit of melancholy (20200407)

crow10 Comments

the poor are still poor
the dying still die

those obsessed with power
wrap themselves in disaster
like moths in cocoons
only to emerge stinking of
blood
self-righteousness
their own vile shit

weaponize everything
the weapons
the disease
the cure

cockroaches
are time travelers
come back to honor
their ancestors