backbone

reverberating
vertebrates sink into sinks
think things will be good

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when no one calls you,
you feel like you are alone;
you call to no one

with cuts on my legs

as we grow older,
developing our ways,
our hearts become stale

roborant

my window is propped
open with a beer bottle,
inviting the birds

to come in and chirp,
but not too loud because my
ears hurt from last night.

in the yard at midnight

next door, the rowdy
drunks shout through the fence that we
are the bad neighbors

fetish

a pair of fishnet
stockings, leather, and a man
who wants to be spanked

Rain

watching the rain
falling onto the pavement
it dies forever

it evaporates
into nothing, forgotten.
and so too, am i

Daily Disappointment

I thought I'd just stand.
And stay and stare forever-
Then rinsed out shampoo.

Japan, September 2004

Bluegreen patina
Buddha in Kamakura,
empty shell, like Zen.

King of Chess

A wise man once said,
"Life is bad for you, that’s why
you die at the end."

Sad & Beautiful Mystery

Agony, and joy–
every bit of it will fit
in the human heart.

Permanent Impermanence

Flesh, bone, planets, suns–
everything survives until
it no longer can.

Revolution

Any snowflake can
snap limbs of a mighty oak–
but not by itself.

Hiroshima

Technology? It
turns sand into glass and turns
people to shadows.

Wanton, Dizzying Litter of War

Bravest warriors
write ten thousand epic tales,
only one death poem.