If some people mistreated you, Chances are some people got it, Your romance with language A porcelain Beijing head on the shelf to remiss, They must go through it with Wide fists in hugged quandaries Before dancing and singing again within Velocity-laden stagnant death.

In looking back through my life, I think the very thing that has helped me is also the thing that has hurt me. And in a way, this makes sense. Why shouldn’t it be this way, in the human comedy? But the desire to connect, the desire for solidarity, the desire to be with others, […]

Oh, The nervous fibres when they Steel into the mind’s eye Forming . Our ego these are dangerous Platitudes in Life . And the best thing to do is let go of them.

I put the book down, Descartes, And I consider, Entering . Situations of need, Torn fissures tended by gauzes of wind And predilections of Ice within clouds, . That I hope the onlooker Should bear some leniency onto me, And allow me to form to them, Conform to them, And we’ll sing a song in […]

The new ideal is a grey Dancing man, . Whose mind you do not know. In his Mesmerizing fingers you See Earth’s ushers, Hand-me-downs coaxed Authentically to prepare an overture Grabbing the sandman from the interstate exit.

I have all these faculties and nothing to do with them. So in my mind, form crosshairs. The hot matrix boxes my caste, I see the glare of the lights. All supposed nurtures have stood in mocking. At the end of the day The teacher will go home to remonstrances, Reeling back in his mind […]

You better heal my steps When the foot bridge closes, ‘Cause they ain’t teachin’ nothin’ Good in school, . Just about how great the white man is, How we’re all movin’ toward amnesia When it’s hostility, tear gas In the streets, the Principal . Standing with a fat Face hovering Watching You dance And she […]

Cursed primates, Standing with no needs, This is what we’ve ascended from, . To cast vulgarness of A still, forsaken pond, our stars So unmistakeable . As to galvanize little hand dials Into one figure, One cosmic figure.

A smile I get In this life When I’m pitching clay into the lagoon, . Advertising thrust to mold When the avengers’ cosmic sea Has already hurled me around moons, Eyes.

Sure, it’s gotten better, The city, The pilgrims have passed through and we’re unified, I’ve seen it in the oscillating neck muscles of a social worker How to be damned Is on fan, ceiling, spinning.