Saturday, June 25, 2016


rain-slicked platforms
where we scrum
for a place
among the two-legged livestock

bristling angry
like a neutered gamecock

careless spill of languages
and faces
the same misery
among the mad races

broken down and delayed
resigned to this misery
for the hardened underpaid

cheek by jowl
make our own way
and say a silent vow
of “Someday…”

Saturday, June 18, 2016

All Night Driving

Smooth blacktop sailing
before light
cracks the horizon line,

like a swift boat captain
searching for ivory
or Vietcong
dreams of lobster rolls
and keeping children asleep

no time to stop
or think, or weep.

One week
without work stress
our steady paycheck souldeath.
Scrambling to get there
before commuters clog
the highway arteries.

Loving the brakespeed chaos
and the promise of coffee
and salty air
with leadfoot magic
to get us there.

Sunday, June 12, 2016

Las Vegas on a Business Trip

Our neon Gomorrah
carved out of drought and sand,
abundant with sweat and makeup,
a craven blight upon the land.

Stinging with eye smoke
and loneliness,
crumpled souls
beg with quiet faces
for something better,
something real. 

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Pregnant Irish Women Will Rule the Earth

The Irish ass
is always
primed for kissing
Cross an Irish woman
and leave
with teeth missing.

On those cold potions
I take a polite pass
but muster devotion
for the fiery Irish lass.

Mane of red
and swelled with child
they are maddening, mine
and bloody wild.