I'm told this is probably the best poem I wrote for that book, and it's only saving virtue.
Pinata
You were our first lesson
In rage and greed-
Possibly love.
Our smiling guardian
Put the stick
In our small hands,
Blindfolded us
And whispered that
Unspeakable treasures
Awaited us when we
Destroyed you.
Spun around and
Drunken with images
Of unimaginable trinkets
We became whirling dervishes
Of lust and anger,
Whacking and thumping away
At your broken smile
Way past nap time,
Until frustrated with
Our lack of killer instinct,
Our teacher sawed you
In half, spilling
Far less enticing bounty
Than we had dreamed of.
Some rushed forward and
Grabbed and devoured,
Others stood back and
Cried over the carnage.
Either way we all learned
Who we would be that day.
You can buy Flesh Wounds here
Submerged Structure is a book I wrote that deals with suffering from a personality disorder but still having the desire to communicate and be present with other people. It's a struggle for many of us.
Away Message
I am away
From my desk
Right now
I am away
From the gravity
Of lover's
Embrace
I am away
From the vessel
Right now in
A geosynchronous orbit
Around the lost moon
Of Jupiter
So leave me
A message
Because I
Am away.
You can buy Submerged Structure here
Any spreading of the word is much appreciated. I'd like to keep doing this a little longer.


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