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Nagasaki was just an exclamation point
haiku, senryu, Minneapolis,
Monday, June 16, 2008
#53
cream molding
of a chandelier, and
cake served beneath
Sunday, June 15, 2008
#52
barstools,
warm still.
how many nights?
Saturday, June 14, 2008
#51
flipping pages,
days,
calenders
Friday, June 13, 2008
#50
inbox I find
473 words
13 with meaning
Thursday, June 12, 2008
#49
I turn my head
to see waitresses
more so than me
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
#48
flame heave
flame heaves
up up up yes up
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
#47
illumined columns
fight darkness until
movie screen screams
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
#46
seat-searching
in darkness
finds grumbles
Monday, June 2, 2008
#45
midnight handrail;
special at noon,
sun from view
Sunday, June 1, 2008
#44
is it a girl
or a window?
touch will see
Friday, May 23, 2008
#43
tides,
sandcastles;
where waters edge
Thursday, May 22, 2008
#42
ghosts;
your own memory
calls you back
Wednesday, May 14, 2008
#41
redlight ransom,
car horns bleat; kidnapped
from asphalt pasture
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
#40
illusions
of our better selves . .
slippers to pumpkin
Monday, May 12, 2008
#39
snuggling corpses,
downtown clubs partake in
stiff embraces
Sunday, May 11, 2008
#38
disarrayed coins;
Roosevelt and Lincoln
drunk again
Saturday, May 10, 2008
#37
vodka through ice
shimmers through the
banker's lamp
Friday, May 9, 2008
#36
grappa,
spit against the wall;
fly the friendly skies
Thursday, May 8, 2008
#35
Olives pose as grapes
both can be green or purple
clever God's mindfuck
Wednesday, May 7, 2008
#34
plastic jellyfish
float on ashpalt jetstreams
merging east, no, west . . .
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
#33
blossoms through
windows frame
young tree buds
Monday, May 5, 2008
#32
rain sideways,
pulling wind . . .
. . . blur
Sunday, May 4, 2008
#31
closer
closer
we dance
Saturday, May 3, 2008
#30
young hands,
rather surprising;
enjoy them
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
#29
the heat of the day
pours into the hot valley
Monday, April 28, 2008
#28
CPU's hum,
HVAC's breathe;
I choke
Sunday, April 27, 2008
#27
shoes speckled and blue
robin's egg and heels; three spiked
inches to heaven
Saturday, April 26, 2008
#26
it grabs a pink
feather from the gutter
and flies off
Friday, April 25, 2008
#25
haircut;
leaves fall to roots
Thursday, April 24, 2008
#24
pennies surrender
to an endless wishing well;
copper hair-splashed shawl.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
#23
gemini glassware;
fixed horizon points, cracked-ice
twins assorted themselves
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
#22
Finland and Norway,
a new travel adventure;
trade your Fords for fjords
Monday, April 21, 2008
#21
belts groan, not the first
time; brakes wheeze, pressure plating
dips under red light
Sunday, April 20, 2008
#20
number number nine;
I emptied my pockets; you
were never on . . . time
Saturday, April 19, 2008
#19
corpses fresh in topsoil,
mourners and diggers dance; God
picks at daily brunch
Friday, April 18, 2008
#18
she caught me reading
down her back; shoulder-dwelling
ink writes a bible
Thursday, April 17, 2008
#17
she's saucers, cups (D),
lotion too; spreading cream back
and forth veiny hands
Wednesday, April 16, 2008
#16
Repent! for the the
eye of the needle, you, Saint
Thomas, will not go . . .
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
#15
There are no people;
just arabs, americans,
tattered battle flags
Monday, April 14, 2008
#14
sugar, and it melts;
spring's snow sprinkles to erase,
erases such spring
Sunday, April 13, 2008
#13
Becki, Becki, grey
clouds haunt your hometown, I watch;
you cloud my hearbeats
Saturday, April 12, 2008
#12
brains in a bird cage,
Greeks said . . . but we're more likely
birds in a brain cage
Friday, April 11, 2008
#11
My body speaks a
thousand words; we're a language
built by you and me
Thursday, April 10, 2008
#10
The fourth wise man brought
champagne and shrimp; but christ asked
where’s the fucking wings?
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
#8
hissing brakes/
concrete barrier
. . . . .vertigo.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
#7
pressed into dim store
we window-dressed to undress;
prudence forgotten
Monday, April 7, 2008
#6
yearning lounge-tutor,
dimly-lit gold curtains teach;
graduate him there
#5
Nagasaki was
just an exclamation point;
Iraq an hors d'evoeuvres . . .
Sunday, April 6, 2008
#4
trees in a rocks glass;
cylindrical canopy,
mint crowds together
Saturday, April 5, 2008
#3
linen-lounging watch;
leather-strapped lady of state
laying on a chaise
Friday, April 4, 2008
#2
greasy keyboard, a
roller rink for fingers; lace
up your thoughts, circle . . .
Thursday, April 3, 2008
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your belly, sandy
sea floor upon which I would
like to lie (no lie)
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