poetry
by littlefallsmets
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after slaying the bull of heaven
it is a lesson that goes all the way back to good King Gilgamesh you can go home again after all your loss and all your existential quests but the world will have left you inexorably chang...
the secret scene
the film reel running out at the movies at the end after the secret scene after all of the credits with a rumble and a few slightly damaged frames blurring unspooling flickering out into ...
the mission
I wanna be the patron saint of agnostics I wanna be a high priest of doubt I want to remind you it's a sin to be too sure and that it's a virtue to try and figure it out I want you to m...
wants and needs
the smell of cheap beer in an expensive beard is that what you want? he's running around all over the town making you look like a clown is that what you want? because it's not a questi...
overflow error
there is too much of me too much hair too much flesh too much bone too much width too much height too much fat too much of everything there is too much past still too much future oce...
a cup filled with maybes
am I indecisive or not? I don't know I'm not sure I'll have to think about it some more I'll have to talk it through do I have a hard time trying to make up my mind? do I experience diffi...
a needed break
there is socioeconomic Stockholm Syndrome wall-to-wall whenever I try to watch the news so I just turn the channel I put on cartoons it's not the best answer but sometimes it's all we'...
up the creek
grow grow grow your boat trees become canoes dare to dream dare to dream dare to dream dare to dream we become things too even if sometimes we must spoon into our living parts to do ...
tomorrow
senator janitor banker and nun we are all mostly just mundane and ugly and plain but we all get our flashes of being fantastic the trick is finding the discipline to get the timing right ...
missing pieces
and if you can't drop biscuits at least drop beats and if you can't change the world at least change me if you can't preach to the birds go preach to the bees and if you can't do pus...
puppetland
in puppetland we're the imaginary friends crafted out of felt and socks held up high to maintain the illusion for naive puppet children that human beings could ever be real could ever feel...
ellipsis
sometimes I think about that day in L.A. when a girl knocked on the door of the office that I worked for thinking it was another place and when I informed her of her being misinformed she ...
too
for men we are expected to claim horniness as our driving force when loneliness is the measure of our frustrations because that's supposedly stronger I guess break it down and pretend t...
sketch of zach (fifty-two pickup)
watch the nervous energy the mania the ruffle of shuffle it's all in the cards it's all in his hands tricks only he can see only sages can understand it's misdirection even though it's n...
sketch of rosa (honey slides)
she made a tea ceremony of adding honey to her chai lifting it up by the quarter-spoon then drizzling it down like spider-webs like summer rains like the graces of the gods themselves ...
the bungled and the botched
a head fulla exposed wires sparking irregular seeing things that just aren't there and conspiracies in simply everything messages coming up unchecked riddled with errors in syntax and spell...
speech from an old man to young women
they train you from an early age in fairy tales and rock songs to chase after monsters in the hopes that catching one and taming it and finding that little piece of good inside deep dow...
and but and
Hearing someone speak of a person as they were the love of their life when you know that person didn't feel the same way at all when they say that's their ex and you know the other person w...
redemption song
Sometimes still I think. Gimmie back my car. Gimmie back my memories. Gimmie back my confidence. Gimmie back my sense of self. Gimmie back my youth. Gimmie back my youth. Gimmie back my ...
gravity's rainbow
a wise man told me Sunday a wise man who poses as a fool a wise man who poses as a fool that's posing as a wise man he told me Sunday and I'm paraphrasing here because my memory is bad but ...
third time
A working class kid with a rich man's education and that's not exactly a boast. And I've toiled in ghettos and mansions I've done it on both coasts. What if setting a record for the most wa...
hopes and dreams
I hope she made it to Canada I don't think she made it there but I hope she did and I hope she's happy I hope she got that white picket fence I don't think she got it but I hope she did ...
surely really anyway true
and I mean really how can you KNOW you wouldn't like making out with me if you haven't tried it for... 20 or 30 minutes? YOU CAN'T KNOW YOU CAN'T KNOW MAYBE I'M AN ACQUIRED TASTE LIKE BOU...
in the last ditch, I'll think of you
You can't argue with success. Because success is a concept. So it doesn't have a mouth. Concepts don't have mouths. They don't have anything. They don't exist in any corporeal sense. So you...
carl sagan's beautiful blues
sometimes it occurs to me struggling to write poetry the Ts won't cross the Is won't dot they should have sent an astronaut
Book Description
these are first-drafts of my newer poems.
some of them will be great, some will be awful.
most will be okay.