Past is Prologue

Behind you!
At your feet
A wisp of wind
Up the street
Hallowed ground
Watchful eyes
A burning tree
Midnight skies

Why you so easily dismiss what comes before
Don't you see?
Past is prologue and days are numbered
For a good reason

A sad old clown
Gun in mouth
Eyes tell stories
Tears write out
He cannot laugh
He cannot cry
His only wish
That he could die

But what comes next? Who decides
How this ends or where it lies
In time we see the past again
Story spins 'round till it ends

How Am I Driving?

You’re nothing but a passing train
We're all waving bye to
I dared to let you take the wheel
You took your test drive
Somebody’s got to steer this thing right
So get your ass outa my car
Facing the wrong way
Rainy nights and wet roads
The left light’s out but I can see
My home closer than I think
You’re nothing but a passing day
I’m saying good night to
Waiting on my familiar yellow friend
Never leaves me waiting
Always on time
Always bright and always right
Baby, tell me how I’m driving

Separation Anxiety

This isn’t special
Just words I made up
It doesn't even rhyme
And no matter how many times
I rewrite these lines
I won't convince you otherwise

You run so far
You dress your scars
In finest Sunday wear
But you weren't really there
Just disappear

You search for meaning
A conscience streaming
Screaming these empty words
To an empty room
Filled with strangers

You run so far
You dress your scars
In finest Sunday wear
But you were never really there
Finding nowhere

Walking hand in hand in quicksand
Driving drunk on gasoline
Swerving in between
A mass of lovers, haters and crooks
Get out, darling, while you still got your looks

Happy New Year, Gaza!

I wrote this after reading a news story a few days ago about Israeli forces bombing a school that was being occupied by men, women and children seeking refuge from Israeli bombings, 40 of whom were murdered and dozens injured. So this goes out to the men, women and children of Gaza, whose brutal and indiscriminate murders are being supported by our elected leaders.

Happy New Year, Gaza!

We've come for your lives
We'll leave with your land
Your blood is our prize
Got it on our hands
So do the wartime shuffle
And drink to the health of none
Another global scuffle
Because the battle must be won
We come with gifts of fire
Now repent for all your sins
You're reaching out for peace
Only grasp a lynchpin
Schools and churches
Women and children
Mangled corpses lie
Bombs and bullets
Fire and mortar
Doubtless you shall die
Drop your fucking bombs!

A poem in honor of Richard Lewis and Curb your Enthusiasm

The _____ from Hell

The what from hell
The who from hell
The how and why and when
The date from hell
The day from hell
The flight from there and then
The night from hell
The sleep from hell
And all these other things
The life from hell
The death from hell
The reaper fucking brings
It's all coming back to the blanks I made
The deals I dealt
I can't be sure but I know I've felt
I made it myself
The blank from hell

A poem I wrote about my favorite movie: Vertigo

Carlotta Valdes

Her foreign ancient name lures me down the path
Down the streets of this city
The bridge at the bay, her body sinking fast
Faster than the hope she gives me
We dance around this grave
I follow up the stairs
This vertigo has made my knees weak
Somewhere here I was born and I died there
She is still here haunting my dreams
A plot I've sensed but still unclear
A desperate act not what it seems
You held me among the waves
You brought me to my knees
Before you jumped you kissed me
You were a very apt pupil, a very apt pupil
But why me? Why me?
I heard voices

You Would Like a Word with You

Here's this freehand kinda poem I wrote about a girl. About the dumb things we do for pride but not for each other. As if somebody's reading this lol

So you think that you've got an edge on me?
I've got the knife, I've got the life, My eyes are open wide
You'll die by my hands, I'll stand over your carcass
You dead thing, you twisted mound of flesh and feelings
Stealing the love of my life from me, but now I'm free
My bills are paid, my decisions are made, and I want you
Just you and I flying high and never looking down
Let's burn this town to the ground, let's leave our corpses behind
And finally find what our hearts have been needing
Each other, finally, just us
Finally, just us, each other
Each other, just us
Finally