FREETRAPPER

they're born
strong head, narrow hipped
from dense black soil and
mineral deposits
hot silver, crusted
rock debris

reminiscent of thick pelts
red skies
morning dew
dark pools.
with a cracked pepper zeal
they come forth
a new
anew.

to form soft tendrils of
liberated
unfurling,
into
snaked roots

and wild depth,
of which we know no bounds.

very polite

someone does martial arts

does a calm physical comportment sometimes make people seem kind?

or maybe not, i like everything

interviewing friends

"the women were very polite"

polite, irreverent, self-assured, humble

saved by

knowing through your body only in the small sense

playful interaction

DAY DRUNK

Rushing world, red glue of fruit juice.
Outside the fire turns into a tower.
Wolf-mouth eating seeds 
over open sweater drawer.
Daughter hands, given a knife.
Sweetheart eyes, flicker to see
who might catch
my mastery. 

Fun with language

"….I'm over the moon for the lads today, they worked really hard and hopefully we can kick on from there."

I'm embarrassed when you won't meet and quite possibly you're embarrassed you didn't kick on.

But I love it when we meet because your language didn't kick on and your "guff", the direct reference to smell, was not that but a word, but it was millions of parents emptying their mowers into the compost heap, unimaginable death brought upon blades of grass and millions of children once again thinking back, weeping at the smell of it, but it was not that; you are the ghost of lingual past and your talk reminds me.

Oh Molly

Our friend Molly came to town last night
We all paid her a visit
It was a friendly kind of night
She kept us entertained
full of love and embraces
This morning Molly was gone
leaving no trace of her presence
Molly, Oh Molly, when will we see you again?

New Years Day

I resolve to stop trying

to be better

instead I vow to be

a brand new woman

the one I feel rising

when I wake at dawn

and soothe myself back to sleep

not yet ready

but if not today then when

I was born into this

sick and empty

craving and regretting

reaching and eating

I’m saying this will be the year

to look for love in all the right places

and call it lucky

the first of the year is just another day

she sleeps peacefully

i want to do
as i am wont to do

the room shakes
rings
but she is stone
cold but peace

the love i have
is the love she needs

tomorrow comes

You say the hedgehog kept away the scorpions.

I show you how to bend in the hallway

or I could if I weren't scared of your answer.

A folded piece of paper and

every outcome is no.

You stack cubes into an L and shoot at me then

your arms reach high to drape on mother.

Your back presses hard against the wall,

or into my hand as I push you up the stairs.