New Poem:

when you fall asleep

in my arms,

your face

is better than

a monument.

it is serene

and full of

architecture

the texture is sandpaper

and impish

wrinkles

(barely discernable)

Saturn is in

retrograde

(behind your eyes)

& other wonders

exist

New Lyrics!

New lyrics for a new band! (Leopard Print Peacock)

Lifeboat

I need a lifeboat

to carry me to shore.

I thought you wanted me

but it seems you're off sailing for more.

Promises you gave me

and a fur coat for the cold.

Your wife you made me

but traded me for pieces of gold.

Hearts may be broken

and left behind for dead.

Yours I will recapture

and pierce til the sea turns red.

My ghost will haunt you

the woman you knew so well

will see your blood on the water

then take you down the depths to hell.

Crumbs of Correction

Desert skirt sweeping

humbleness

from the corners

of my mouth

as if

someone

somewhere

were offering a correction.

Enlightened by etiquette,

let's not speak of

flowers

(that metaphor is overused)

let's instead

look at

atoms,

one-celled organisms

and mold

as our metaphors

for love and growth.

But if you hold me

close enough

I am certain

I can hear

the rhythm of the universe,

keeping time

within your chest.

Poem for Kellen

"Too true"

quoth Alice

as she

explained

and

assimilated

Freudian

slips

with

the

Mad

Hatter.

After they had hung all the

silken garments

replete with charcoal Sigmunds

they sighed

and sipped daydreams

steeped in sentimentality.