poetry
by littlefallsmets
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normal
All these people for whom being interesting was just a passing phase who now aspire for average, I must admit, I weep for them… All of these conventionals, why can’t they run off to...
ache
I am not entitled to love I do not in some way specially deserve love yet I cannot deny my longing some woman of nostalgic interest with orange lipstick on her lips and a quick s...
summer's end
paranoia runs deep at the summer’s end cuts through the still-drying sweat like a stream the hot opportunities cooling off just like the nights or anyhow that’s how it seems at the summer’s e...
highway 29 revisited
“They’re up to some crazy shit in Utica” they think in Syracuse in Albany they think in Saratoga if I am to be taken as a fair example. am I? I have no idea. At Caffe Lena not far from the...
a political speech next week
We need to build a wall between us and Mexico. We need to build a wall between us and Canada. We need to build a wall between us and the untrustworthy oceans. We need to build a w...
problems
If you’re only knocking over the moneychangers because you think you’d be a slightly better moneychanger, you ARE the problem. If you only hate the Pharasees because you reckon ...
forging ahead
scorched soaked and folded over and again it hurts like hell to burn it hurts like hell to bend but then one day you wake sharp as a razor’s end heated and beaten down heated...
piano bland
Maybe the characters in PIANO MAN wouldn’t be so depressed if they didn’t have to listen to fucking Billy Joel. Maybe Davy is completely happy with his naval career maybe he’s on tra...
camo toe
Always, always ALWAYS pretend that anyone wearing camouflage is invisible. “WHERE IS THAT VOICE COMING FROM?” “IS THIS PLACE HAUNTED?” Go into a Cabella’s or a Bass Pro-Shop: “WHY...
wave
You are not catching a wave. You are not riding a wave. You are a wave function collapsing. This is not better or worse but it is different. You aren’t up and humming. ...
super
Some Supermen are up up and away, some are up up every night, some are up up for the day, some are just up up up tight. Some jump every task in a single bound, some of us...
for broke
hearts untethered minds let reeling wings unfeathered despite a feeling more than leather more than ceiling the nasty weather chemicals peel...
what you wish for
there’ll be fliers there’ll be fires there’ll be lies and there’ll be lyres there’ll be guitars drums and guns and bombs and knives and fife fathers daughters son and wife bring an end to your...
dorothy dreams of tornadoes
her superpower was this the worst futures that were possible she had terrible nightmare about them but when she woke up in a screaming sweat they could no longer happen her nightmares used the...
sometimes
when I was a child I’d look down at my double-jointed thumb and tell myself “remember” remember that this little thing is a little bit of proof proof that I am special that I can do great thi...
San Francisco Newark
I’m afraid of the fact that I’m not afraid of flying anymore I know this sounds like willful glib contradiction but it isn’t flying makes me feel like I am goddamned nearly about to die there ...
homeward bound
look down from your flight at all the blinking lights in the madness of the night pretend they blink for you tomorrow morning when the sun is shining bright maybe...
whine at cana
I kind of caught the garter except it was a unicorn mask. It was a progressive wedding they weren’t into perpetuating gender stereotypes but they wanted to salvage what was good in the tradit...
the process of being a person
The urge to view my life as a ball of wasted opportunities is great but if I managed to get chances once it means I can get them again. I keep telling myself things like this and wear them ...
midnight in the desert
on the radio a CIA spook say in OTHER PLACES people are brainwashed into believing ends justify means he’s projecting on the radio a politician rails against the size of governmen...
ode to the terrifying
the pissant Jesus freaks wouldn’t have a prayer and the vampires of the valley wouldn’t last a night and the powerful prefer their lovers weaklings and the brawlers just could not last the fight...
where the orange trees were
the poisonous and righteous festivals are fleeting guitar wolves knee socks the excuses are depleting there is raw panic in the baked deserted city in the shallow of the deser...
amazing
you aren’t dead the jig isn’t up they haven’t gotten you yet and that’s amazing your dreams are alive as long as you’re breathing the world hasn’t ended no matter how much the apocaly...
time
time nocks at the string and flexes the bow and where you end up even time doesn’t know hope the arc is true to fate or at least to you time makes the pitch but that’s not...
we will never be perfect
art is an unholy act in that we leave sketches and demos and rough drafts we admit imperfection in the tainted trail that is process and shows all the times that we failed on the ...
Book Description
these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.