Monthly Archives: February 2013

heidi’s theme

3:43pm, i was sitting on

this bench with two buddies

next to me. i was staring at

you while you we’re reading

and you we’re under the same

tree you always used to sit in

because it was such a shady

place, perfect to read books.

i had already taken off my

uniform and was hanging on

my shoulder and i was smoking

and got caught later on by the

security guard. he wanted to check

my id and registration form but

i said i don’t have it with me.

he let me passed anyway.

after awhile, when the guard

was gone, i lit one more cigarette

and continue on staring at you.

from ” a mess of lovepoems “

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he and she

he wasn’t there when she needed him,

she wasn’t there when he needed her.

” to woodshed “

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lovesick

i.

i’m chasing a long, lost heart

with a lonely, longing heart

ii.

you’ve been gone

like you’ve never been

with me at all…

iii.

why should i sing

of loss when i never

even had you?

iv.

why does it always rain

every time i think of you?

 

from ” a mess of lovepoems “

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coming down blues

EXCESS GOES WHERE THE MIND GOES.

you’ll never know

sleeplessness

restlessness

tirelessness

not when the mind shut down.

you feel no coming down

until you’re down.

excess goes where the mind goes,

it’s a damn fact

proven that you take

what i took.

from ” deviationcummeditation “

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ghost

ghost —-

i had it for about six years

then i found you…

or was it me that you found?

whatever —- still…..

ghosts….

from ” a mess of lovepoems “

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two poems in flight EK333

I.

desert sky and urban moths below;

you still be in awe even though you ain’t seein nothing ——-

them city lights are like a steady flowing lava

under some dark eastern midnite sky

II.

big dreams with trembling heart,

i can’t wait to hold her!

life is never easy  when marriage becomes a bitch

but who the fuck knows what’s inside this box anyway?

i say,

we look back before we gaze

you’ll see, feelin love and seein red —-

they can exists within the same breathing space.

from ” a mess of lovepoems “

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quest for the laureate

everybody is racing towards the pedestal!

i mean everybody!

they seem like they’re out of their minds

restless and hungry!

everybody is racing against time!

i mean everybody!

and somebody who’s already dead is about to piss

on his pants laughing, and he’s that somebody who

joined the race some years ago!

everybody is racing towards the pedestal!

i mean everybody!

including me and him and her and them

and those guys rallying about feminism and abstraction and shit!

everybody is on the run!

i mean everybody!

and that one who’s far ahead from the rest looks like he’s head is about to explode!

from ” The Book Of Envy”

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